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ZION'S  4PNGSTKR; 

HYMNS  AND  ^EIRIf  UA?i  SONjg^, 

USUALLY    SUNG   AT 

AND  ALSO  IN  REVIVALS  OF  RELIGION. 
COMPILED  BY  THOMAS  MASON. 


"Teaching and admonisliing one  anotlier  in  psalms,  an# 
bymns,  and  "spiritual  songs,  singing  with  grace  in  yoat 
hearts  to  the  Lord."— Colossiayis  lii.  16 


TENTH        EDITION. 

IMPROVED    AKD    ENLARGXV 


NEW-YORK: 

HARPER  &  BROTHERS,  C^IFll&T 


1840. 


Entered  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  In  the 
year  one  thousand  eight  hundred  and  thirty-one, 
by  Thomas  Mason,  in  tlie  Office  of  the  Clerlt  for  the 
Southern  District  of  New-York. 


ADVERTISEMENT. 


In  presenting  this  improved  and  en- 
larged edition  of  Zion's  Songster  to  the 
lovers  of  Sacred  Song,  the  compiler  and 
publisher  would  embrace  the  opportunity 
to  express  his  thanks  for  the  libr^-al  pa- 
tronage bestowed  upon  former  editions, 
which  is  an  encouraging  evidence  of  the 
acceptability  and  usefulness  of  the  work 
among  those  for  whose  use  and  benefit  it, 
is  chiefly  designed.  It  now  contains  more 
hymns  than  formerly,  carefwUy  selected 
from  somces  which  are  not  accessible  to 
many.  Among  them  are  a  number  from 
the  pens  of  the  Western  poets,  Taylor  and 
Granade ;  and  others,  which  have  not 
before  appeared  in  any  publication  of  th»s 
kind.  The  compiler  hopes  that  these  ad- 
ditional Hyrnns  (which  are  given  withayt 
increasing  the  price  of  the  book)  will  pri» 


VI  ADVERTISEMENT. 

nance  the  valae  of  the  work  m  the  esti- 
mation of  its  friends,  and  tend  to  increase 
its  circulation. 

From  the  compiler's  long  acquaintance 
with  hymns  of  this  description,  and  the 
opportunity  he  has  to  select  the  best  from 
those  that  are  in  use,  he  thinks  he  may 
with  confidence  assure  the  purchasers  of 
Zion's  Songster  that  there  is  no  collection 
of  hymns  of  this  description  in  circulation 
superior  to  it. 

To  the  blessing  and  protection  of  God 
he  again  commends  the  work,  and  all 
them  that  love  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ  in 
sincerity ;  and  he  hopes  to  join  with  the 
redeemed  in  the  kingdom  of  heaven,  to 
sdng  the  Sons;  of  Moses  and  of  the  Lamb 
Cor  ever. 

nftobe7\  1830. 


ORIGIN  OF  CAMP  MEETINGS.* 

Camp  Meetings  took  their  rise  from  the  com- 
.nencement  of  the  great  revival  of  religion  in 
Kentucky  and  Tennessee,  in  the  year  1799. 
Two  brothers,  John  and  William  M'Gee,  one 
a  Methodist  and  the  other  a  Presbyterian  mi- 
nister, w^ho  resided  in  West  Tennessee,  wer 
prominent  instruments  in  the  hand  of  God  in 
the  commencement  of  this  great  work,  which 
has  been  a  blessing  to  so  many  thousands.  In 
1799  they  agreed  to  make  a  tour  through  the 
Barrens,  towards  Ohio  ;  and  attended  a  sacra- 
nental  occasion  on  Red  River,  in  a  Presbyterian 
^ongTegation.  God  accompanied  the  word  of 
ids  servants  with  power  to  the  hearts  of  the 
people;  and  on  Monday  (the  last  day  of  the 
meeting)  one  of  these  brothers  was  appointed 
to  preach  the  second  sermon.  He  observes,  "a 
power  which  caused  me  to  tremble  was  upon 
me — there  was  a  solemn  weeping  all  over  the' 
house.  Having  a  wish  to  preach,  I  strove' to 
control  my  feelings  : — at  length  I  rose  up  and 
told  the  people  I  was  appointed  to  preach,  but 
there  was  a  greater  than  I  preaching ;  and  ex- 
horted them  to  let  the  Lord  God  Omnipotent 
reign  in  their  hearts,  and  to  submit  to  liim  and 
their  souls  should  live.  Many  broke  silence. 
I  went  through  the  houee,  exhorting  with  all 
possible  energy,  and  the  floor  was  soon  covered 
with  slain.  Some  found  forgiveness,  and  many 
went  from  that  meeting  feeling  unutterable  ago- 
nies of  soul  for  redemption  in  the  blood  of  Je- 
sus."    From  this  meeting  Camp  meetings  took 

*  Meth.  Mag.,  vol.  iv.  p  189,  and  vol.  ii.  pp  183,  272,  &c 


VIU  ORIGIN  OF  CAMP  MEETINGS. 

their  rise.  One  man  fixed  up  his  wagon,  and 
brought  his  family  and  provisions  for  them,  and 
remained  throughout  the  meeting. 

The  next  popular  meeting  was  held  on 
Muddy  River,  and  was  a  Camp  meeting.  The 
Lord  was  present,  and  approved  the  zeal  of  the 
people  by  sealing  a  pardon  on  about  forty  souls. 
The  next  Camp  meeting,  which  was  on  the 
Ridge,  was  attended  by  many  ministers  and 
people,  and  one  hundred  souls  were  supposed 
to  be  there  converted  to  God. 

These  meetings  became  more  and  more  fre- 
quent, and  spread  into  different  parts  of  the 
West,  attended  by  thousands,  and  the  work  of 
the  Lord  mightily  prevailed.  "  Two  Methodist 
ministers,  John  A.  Granade  and  Caleb  L  Tay- 
lor, contributed  largely  to  this  revival  by  their 
hymns  and  spiritual  songs.  These  excellent 
songs  were  written  in  the  height  of  the  revival, 
-—were  suitable  to  the  times,  and  descriptive  of 
the  work."  (Many  of  these  excellent  songs  are 
in  this  little  book.) 

The  Presbyterians  and  Methodists  continued 
to  labour  together  in  these  meetuigs  for  about 
three  years.  Circumstances  then  occurred 
which  caused,  a  separation  :  the  Methodists 
held  on  to  the  Camp  meetings,  which  were  so 
obviously  owned  and  blessed  of  God  ;  and  they 
are  now  common  among  them  from  Maine  to 
Mississippi,  and  have  been  the  means  of  the 
conversion  of  tens  of  thousands.  Glory  to  God 
for  Camp  meetings  L-  naay  the  Lord  prosper  and 
bless  them  more  and  more,  and  every  other 
means  of  salvation,  imtil  the  world  is  converted 
to  him. 


ZION'S  SONGSTER. 

awakening  and  inviting. 
HymnI.    P.m. 

Stop,  poor  sinner  !  stop  and  think. 

Before  you  farther  go  ' 
i.  ;n  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ? 
IhtW  beneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command 
g^on  he'll  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 

Ind  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 

Then  be  entreated  no\v  to  stop ; 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop 

Into  a  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
Tiiat  you  his  will  oppose  ? 

fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 
With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 

Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day. 
When  hie  judgment  will  proclaim  f* 

vVhen  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
Lik©  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

3  Ghastly  death  shall  quickly  come. 
And  drag  you  to  the  bar'.  ^ 

Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom 
Will  fiJl  you  witi^  despair ; 


6  *AWAKENING. 

All  your  sins  around  you'll  crowd — 

Sins  of  a  blood-crimson  die  ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  will  you  reply  ? 

4  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  steel 
Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass : 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Tho'  they  now  despise  his  grace,'^ 
"  Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

5  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 
You  may  his  mercy  know : 

Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow: 
'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  that  come  shall  be  denied, 

He  says,  "  There  still  is  room." 

Hymn  2.    P.M. 

1  While  angels  strike  their  tuneful  strings, 
And  veil  their  faces  with  their  wings. 
Each  saint  on  earth  his  Jesus  sings, 

And  joins  to  praise  the  King  of  kings, 
Who  saves  lost  souls  from  ruin. 

2  But  sinners,  fond  of  earthly  toys,  • 
Mock  and  deride,  when  samts  rejoice  i 
They  shut  their  ears  at  Jesus'  voice, 
And  make  the  world  and  sin  their  choica, 

And  force  their  way  to  ruiu 


AWAKENING. 

3  The  preachers  warn  them  night  and  day , 
For  them  the  Christians  weep  and  pray  * 
But  sinners  laugh,  and  turn  away, 

And  join  the  wicked,  lewd,  and  gay, 
Who  throng  the  road  to  ruin. 

4  Oft  times  in  visions  of  the  night, 
God  doth  their  guilty  souls  affright  J 
They  tremble  at  the  awful  sight, 
But  still  again  with  morning  light 

Pursue  the  road  to  ruin. 

5  Sometimes  by  preaching  sinners  see, 
They  're  doomed  to  hell  and  misery ; 
To  turn  to  God  they  then  agree, 

But  oh  !  'tis  wicked  company 
Allures  their  souls  to  ruin. 

fi  Ofttimes  when  nothing  else  will  do, 
A-ffliction  will  their  danger  show, 
i^nd  bring  the  haughty  sinners  low ; 
Then  they  '11  repent,  and  pray,  and  vow  ; 
But  turn  again  to  ruin. 

7  When  ev'ry  way  is  tried  in  vain, 
No  more  the  Spirit  strives  with  man, 
But  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, ' 
Death  strikes  the  blow,  the  sinner  's  slain, 

And  sinks  to  endless  ruin. 

8  Oh  sinners,  turn  !  you  long  have  stood 
Opposed  to  truth  and  all  that 's  good ; 
You  may  be  saved  through  Jesus-'  blood* 
Lav  down  your  arms,  submit  to  God, 

And  thus  be  saved  from  ruin. 

i  ' 


^  AWAKENING. 

9  Turn,  sinners,  neighbours,  friend,  or  foe 
The  terrors  of  the  Lord  we  knowj 
Oh  tell  us,  friends,  what  will  you  do  ? 
VVe  cannot  bear  to  let  you  go 
To  everlasting  ruin. 

Hymn  3.    P.  M. 

1  Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 

He  now  is  passing  hy  ; 
He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 

And  heard  thy  mournful  cry. 
He  has  pardon  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fears 
Lo !  the  love  that  fills  his  heart 

Shall  wipe  away  thy  tears. 

2  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come 
And  tell  liim  all  thy  case  ? 

He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 
Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face  ; 

Wilt  thou  fear  Immanuel  ? 
Wilt  thou  dread  the  Lamb  of  God 

Who,  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 
Has  shed  his  precious  blood  } 

3  Think  how  on  the  cross  he  hung. 
Pierced  with  a  tliousand  wounds 

Hark,  from  each,  as  with  a  tongue. 

The  voice  of  pardon  sounds  !° 
See,  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 

Blood  of  wondrous  virtue  flow  ! 
Shed  to  wash  away  thy  stains, 

And  ransom  thee  from  wo 


AWAKENING. 

I  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 

His  mercy  is  no  less ; 
Thoug'h  he  thy  transgressions  hate, 

He  feels  for  thy  distress  ; 
By  himself  the  Lord  hath  sworn, 

He  delights  not  in  thy  death ; 
But  invites  thee  to  return, 

That  thou  may'st  live  by  faith. 

5  Raise  thy  downcast  «"'e6,  and  see 

What  throngs  his  throne  surround  . 
These,  though  simiers  once  like  theO; 

Have  full  salvation  found : 
Yield  not  then  to  unbelief! 

While  he  says,  "  There  yet  is  room,* 
Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief. 

Yet  Jesus  bids  thee  come. 

Hymn  4.    P.M. 

1  Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure  r 
Wilt  tkou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 

Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 

See  his  mighty  arm  made  bare  ! 
Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow ' 

I^or  his  judgment  now  prepare, 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

2  At  his  presence  nature  shakes. 
Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee  j 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  theo  f 

Who  his  coming  may  abide  ^ 
Tci:  that  glory  in  your  shame?. 


10  AWAKENING 

Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 
When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  ? 

3  Then  the  great,  the  rich,  the  wise, 
Trembling,  guilty,  self  condemn'd, 

Must  behold  tlie  wrathful  eyes 

Of  the  Judge  they  once  blasphemed 

Where  are  now  their  haughty  looks  ? 
Oh  their  horror  and  despair  ! 

When  they  see  the  opened  books, 
And  their  dreadful  sentence  hear ! 

4  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace, 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath; 

And  our  souls  be  called  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death 

LiCt  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice  ; 

Seek  the  things  that  are  above  ; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 

5  Oh  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
Let  thy  love  our  spirits  cheer ; 

Strengthen'd  thus,  wc  shall  prevail 
Over  Satan,  sin,  and  fear  ; 

Trusting  in  thy  precious  name, 
May  we  thus  our  journey  end ; 

Then  our  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 
And  the  Judge  will  be  our  friend. 

Hymn  5.     P.M. 

1  Come,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation, 
Now  embrace  your  precious  Lord ; 

Grace,  through  faith,  to  ev'ry  nation. 
Sounds  iho  olorious  /ospel  word. 


AWAKENING.  11 

Oh  glory,  glory,  hallelujah : 
Glory  be  to  God  tliat  rules  on  high. 

2  Breathe  thy  Spirit,  blessed  Jesus, 
Let  it  ev'ry  bosom  move ; 

Sinners,  none  but  him  can  save  us, 
Fly,  embrace  your  Saviour's  love. 

3  Come,  backsliders,  though  you  've  pierceti 

him, 
And  have  caused  his  church  to  mourn, 
Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon. 
If  you  will  to  him  return. 

4  And  come  ye,  who  love  King  Jesus, 
He  attends  your  humble  prayer  • 

Now  he  waits  with  joy  to  crown  us, 
Lo  !  we  feel  his  presence  here. 

Hymn  6.    L.  M. 

1  I  LONG  to  see  the  season  come. 
When  sinners  will  come  flocking  home, 
To  taste  the  riches  of  God's  love. 
And  sing  his  praise  in  realms  above. 

2  Hark !  hear  the  gospel  trumpet's  soundly 
Inviting  sinners  all  around  ; 

Behold,  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  He  now  is  knocking  at  your  heart, 
Waiting  salvation  to  impart ; 

To  wash  you  in  atoning  blood. 
And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 

4  A  few  more  days,  and  yon  must  gC^ 
To  realms  of  joy,  or  endless  wo  ; 


12  AWAKENING. 

In  worlds  above  with  Christ  to  dwell ; 
Or  sink  beneath  his  frowns  to  hell. 

5  Come,  sinners,  all  now  warning  take, 
And  all  your  sinful  ways  forsake  ; 
This  world  give  o'er,  leave  sin  behind, 
In  Christ  you  shall  redemption  find. 

6  Take  your  companions  by  the  hand. 
Take  all  your  children  in  a  band, 
And  give  them  up  at  Jesus'  call, 

He  '11  pardon,  bless,  and  save  you  all. 

7  When  the  great  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
And  he  collects  his  jewels  home ; 

On  Zion's  mount  we  then  shall  stand. 
And  join  the  bright  angelic  band. 

Hymn  7.    P.M. 

1  There  was  a  man  in  ancient  times. 
The  Scripture  doth  inform  us, 

Whose  pomp  and  grandeur,  and  whose  criniM 

Were  equally  enormous : 
Tills  man  fared  sumptuously  each  day 

In  scarlet  and  fine  linen, 
He  ate  and  drank,  but  scorn'd  to  pray, 

And  spent  his  life  iii  sinning. 

2  Poor  praying  Lazarus  at  his  gate, 
To  help  himself  unable, 

Did  for  the  fragments  humbly  wait. 

That  fell  from  his  full  table : 
But  not  one  mite  from  his  fiill  stores 

■  Th^ |upicure  would  send  him; 
^Se  dogs  took  pity— lick' d  his  sores, 

M<^fTe  ready  to  befriend  him. 


AWAKENING. 

3  At  length  death  came,  the  poor  man  dioa, 
By  angel  bands  attended, 

Straight  way  to  Abrah'm's  bosom  flies 

Where  all  his  sorrows  ended : 
The  rich  man  died,  was  buried  too ; 

But  oh  !  his  dreadful  station, 
With  heaven  and  Lazarus  both  in  view. 

While  he  lodg'd  in  damnation. 

4  He  cried,  Oh  father  Abraham, 
Send  Lazarus  with  cool  water. 

For  I'm  tormented  in  these  flames, 

With  unremitting  torture  i 
Said  Abrah'm,  Son,  remember  well, 

You  once  did  good  inherit. 
But  now  alas !  you're  doom'd  to  hell 

Because  jou  would  not  share  it. 

5  This  Lazarus  whom  you  now  behold 
All  clad  in  dazzling  glory  ; 

Did  once  lie  hungry,  wet  and  cold, 

Naked  and  sick  before  you ; 
But  not  one  crumb  wouW  you  bestow, 

Nor  pitied  his  condition, 
Therefore  to  glory  he  shall  go, 

And  you  sink  to  perdition. 

6  Besides  this  dismal  gulf  between, 
Cuts  off*  communication ; 

Glory  you  can't  enjoy  tho'  seen, 
Which  but  augments  damnatidn. 

Oh  Father  Abraham  deign  to  hear, 
Tliis  one  my  last  desire,  JiL.- 

Aitnl  then  I  yield  to  black  despair  WH^ 
A»ul  ovot  iasl  in;iir  tiro, 
2 


13 


n  AWAKEN  IN«- 

7  Five  brethren  at  my  father's  house, 
•  Are  posting  fast  to  ruin, 

Send  Lazarus  them  for  to  arouse, 

And  hinder  their  undoing. 
Your  brethren  have  the  means  of  grace, 

The  prophets  too  and  Moses ; 
Sufficient,  if  they  choose  God's  ways, 

To  overcome  opposers. 

8  Oh  but  if  Lazarus  should  arise, 
Rephed  the  poor  tormented  ; 

He  might,  perhaps,  open  their  eyes. 

Their  fall  might  be  prevented. 
If  they  refuse,  old  Abrah'm  said, 

By  revelation  aided, 
Neither  if  he  rise  from  the  dead, 

Will  they  yet  be  persuaded. 

9  Now  smners  I  have  sung  to  you, 
This  awful  gospel  story. 

Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

And  strive  to  get  to  glory : 
Tormented  Dives  warns  you  all. 

And  Jesus  now  is  wooing  ; 
Oil  hearken  to  the  gospel  call, 

And  thus  be  saved  from  ruin. 

Hymn  8.     P.  M. 
1  See  how  the  Scriptures  are  fulfilling  j 

Poor  sinners  are  returning  home  : 
The  time  that  prophets  were  foretelling, 

With  signs  and  wonders  now  is  come. 
The  gospel  trumpets  now  are  blowing 

Fromj|ft  to  sea,  from  land  to  land , 
God's  n^  Spirit  is  down  pouring. 

And  Christians  joining  heart  and  hand. 


AWAKENING.  15 

2  Ten  thousand  fall  before  Jehovah, 
i'or  mercy — mercy !  loud  they  cry  } 

They  rise  all  shouting  "  hallelujah  !" 
And  "  glory  be  to  God  on  high  :" 

But  many  cry,  "  It's  all  disorder," 
And  disbelieve  God's  holy  word  ; 

Yet  Christians  sing  and  shout  the  louder, 
"  All  glory,  glory  to  the  Lord.'' 

3  Oh  sinners  !  hear  our  invitation  ! 
You  are  but  feeble,  dying  worms ; 

Oh  fly  to  Jesus  for  salvation. 

Or  you  must  meet  God's  awful  storms. 
We  warn  you  in  the  name  of  Jesus, 

The  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead} 
But  if  you  still  refuse  to  hear  us. 

Your  blood  shall  be  upon  your  head. 

4  Now  God  is  calling  every  nation. 
The  bond  and  free,  the  rich  and  poor, 

These  are  the  days  of  visitation ; 

Sweet  gospel  grace  will  soon  be  o'er 
The  Lord  shall  come  all  clothed  in  thunder,   • 

And  lightning  streaming  from  his  eye  ; 
Oh  !  then  he  '11  cut  his  foes  asunder, 

And  cast  them  where  the  damned  lie. 

5  The  sun,  affrighted  from  his  centre. 
Sinks  mto  everlasting  night ; 

The  stars  to  shine  now  dare  not  venture, 
The  moon  in  crimson  veils  her  light ; 

The  sea  and  land  together  burmng. 
The  flames  ascend  the  melting  skies  ; 

All  nature  now  to  nought 's  returnK^ ! 
"  Time  is  no  more  !'  the  angel  cries. 


IQ  AWAKENING. 

6  Now  Zion,  clothed  in  brilliant  glory, 

Marches  towards  the  dazzling  throne 
Oh  hearken  to  the  pleasant  story ; — 

When  Christ  his  charming  bride  ?hall  oyyn 
With  smiling  looks  of  approbation, 

He  takes  her  to  his  loving  arms, 
And  she  is  filled  with  transportation, 

Dissolved  in  his  heavenly  charms. 

Hymn  9.     S.  M. 

1  Destruction's  dismal  road. 
What  multitudes  pursue  ; 

Yet  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ  the  living  gate  ; 
While  tliey  who  will  not  leave  their  sins, 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 
And  sin  forsaken  quite  ; 

They'd  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide 
And  strive  to  think  it  right = 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng. 
On  numbers  they  depend, 

So  many  surely  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  numbers  are  no  mark. 
That  men  will  right  be  found ; 

But  few  were  saved  in  Noah's  ark, 
And  many  millions  drown'd. 

f  Obey  tlHll^ospel  call, 
/l^r*  -^nter  while  you  may  • 


AWAKENING  17 

The  flock  of  Christ  was  always  small, 
And  none  are  saved  but  they. 

7  They  always  were  despised 

By  men  who  do  oppose ; 
And  sinners  never  think  them  wise, 

When  they  with  mercy  close. 

Hymn  10.    P.M. 

1  How  lost  was  my  condition 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ; 

There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul . 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wond'rous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 
Is  light,  compared  to  sin  j 

On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  : 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness  all  combined  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 
I  sought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd 


?  AWAKEJflNO. 

iv    4  At  length  this  great  Physician 

It         (How  matchless  is  his  grace) 

f\    Accepted  my  petition, 

[|[        And  undertook  my  case  • 

■f    First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd  j 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him ; 

I  look'd — and  I  was  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 
:*        Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith, 
l|    At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
'  *        And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 
His  help  he  '11  freely  give  ;      , 
i  e  makes  no  hard  condition — 
Tis  only  look  and  live. 

Hymn  11.    P.  M. 

T   Awaked  by  Sinai's  aiArful  sound, 
^y  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 
I  knew  not  what  to  do  ; 
O  erwhelmed  with  guilt,  with  anguish  slaiii) 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
1 ,        Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

Us  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  teil, 
\^  Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell. 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near  ; 
'      I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain  j 

jie  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

a  Then  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 
I  no  relief  could  find  ; 


AWAKEMNG  Iv 

This  fearful  truth  I  found  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
O'erwhelmed  my  troubled  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roil, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load 
Alas  !  I  heard  and  found  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 
!>  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
But  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  my  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  that  way, 

I  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  bora  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew. 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew 

And  loftier  sounds  did  raise  : 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  sla>- 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again, 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  prai*» 

Hymn  32.    P.M. 

l^  My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  yearflf ' 
if  ly  rapid  as  the  whirling  spher* 
Around  the  steady  pole  ; 


u 


so  AWAKENING 

Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  through  endless  deeps, 
Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen, 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between. 

And  whisper  as  they  fly, 
*'  Unthinking  man,  remember  this, 
Though  fond  of  sublunary  bliss, 

That  you  must  groan  and  die." 

3  My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  caM, 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  shortly  tall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above  as  angels  do. 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  How  great  the  bliss,  how  great  the  wo^ 
Hangs  on  this  inch  of  time  below, 

On  this  precarious  breath  : 
The  Lord  of  nature  only  knows. 
Whether  another  year  shall  close, 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

5  Long  ere  the  sun  shall  run  his  round, 
.  may  be  buried  under  ground. 

And  there  in  silence  rot : 
Alas !  an  hour  may  close  the  scene  ; 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  roll  between, 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6  But  will  my  soul  be  thus  extinct, 
And  cease  to  live,  and  cease  to  think  ? 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  ; 


AWAKENING.  < 

No,  my  immortal  camiot  die  ! 
What  wilt  thou  do,  or  whither  fly. 
When  death  shall  set  thee  free  ? 

7  Will  mercy  then  her  arms  extend, 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend. 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling  place  ; 
Or  shall  insulting  fiends  appear, 
And  drag  thee  down  to  dark  despair, 

Below  the  reach  of  grace  ? 
6  A  heaven  or  hell,  and  these  alone, 
Beyond  the  present  life  are  known ; 

There  is  no  middle  state  : 
To  day  attend  the  call  divine, 
To  morrow  may  be  none  of  thine, 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

9  Oh  do  not  pass  this  as  a  dream, 
Vast  is  the  change,  whate'er  it  seem. 

To  poor  unthinking  man  : 
Lord,  at  thy  footstool  I  tvould  bow. 
Bid  conscience  plainly  tell  me  now, 

What  it  would  tell  me  then. 

10  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray  ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  better  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
Thy  grace  impart,  my  guilt  forgive, 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live, 

So  as  I  dare  not  die. 

Hymn  13.    C.  M. 
I  Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe) 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 

And  caused  him  to  repent 


^  AnASjeNING. 

'>i  Although  he  no  releiitings  fel. 

Till  he  had  spent  hiei  ntore, 
His  stubborn  heart  begun  to  mel : 

When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 

3  "  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 
"But  hunger,  shame  and  fear  ? 

My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  n'l  I've  done, 
Fall  down  before  his  face  ' 

Unworthy  to  be  called  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place.'' 

5  His  father  saw  him  coming  back 
He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled  ; 

Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

G  "  Father  I've  sinn'd,  but  oh  forgive'*— 

*^'  Enough,"  the  father  saiJ*; 
"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son  's  alive, 

For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 

7  "Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 
Go  spread  the  news  around,  - 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  a^n ; 
Was  lost^  biit  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  ra»«als, 
To  call  poor  sinners  home ; 

More  than  a  father's  love  he  feo3r 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


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AWAKENING. 

Hymn  14.     P.M. 

1  Hark!   hark,  what  sounds  are  those  so 

pleasing  ! 
Sinners,  wipe  the  falling  tear  ; 
'Tis  love  divine  and  never  ceasing, 
Flows  from  Jesus  to  the  ear. 

2  •'  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labour , 
Sinners,  heavy  laden  come  j" 

None  are  more  welcome  to  the  Saviour 
Than  the  wretched  and  undone. 

3  Let  not  the  weight  of  sin  distress  you, 
Cease  to  heave  the  plaintive  sigh 

A  hearty  welcome  now  awaits  you ; 
"  Come,  and  you  shall  nev»T  die." 

4  Come  ye  sinners,  come^jjfcd  #onder 
How  such  mercy  you  wi@MiiA^ft 

Parch'd  with  thirst,  and  stJuwSBith  hunger 
Satiate  now  your  souls  ^i|n  good. 

5  If  by  sin  and  sore  temptation. 
Heavy  laden  and  oppress'd, 

Behold  the  gracious  invitation, 
"  Come  and  I  will  give  you  rest." 

6  No  longer  let  the  tempter  keep  you 
Fast  in  chains  of  unbelief ; 

Though  late  in  life,  the  word  assures  you, 
Christ  could  save  the  dying  thief. 

7  Mary  Magdalen  too  can  witness 
To  the  mercy  she  received . 

Then  doubt  no  longer  of  yo^ir  fitness- 
Saul,  of  sinners  chief,  believed 


^  AWAKKNING. 

8  Ho  '  all  ye  sinners,  heavy  laden, 
Fly  to  Christ,  the  Saviour's  breast 

Receive  the  pressing  invitation, 
"  Come  and  I  will  give  you  rest." 

Hymn  15.     H.  P. 

1  Come,  and  taste  along  with  me. 

The  weary  pilgrim's  consolation ; 
Boundless  mercy  running  free 

The  earnest  of  complete  salvation. 
Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  I  find, 
My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd  ; 
The  fulness  of  his  power  I  prove, 
And  all  my  soul  's  dissolved  in  love. 

Jesus  is  the  pilgrim's  portion, 

Love  is  bdundldar'as  the  ocean. 

2' When  the^orld  iind  flesh  would  rise, 
And  striv&fe>draw  me  from  my  Saviourj 

Strangers  sli^ll,  &f-friends  despise, 
I  then  more  highly  prize  his  favour. 

Friends,  believe  me  when  I  tell, 

If  Christ  be  present  all"  is  well : 

The  world  and  fleshj^  vain  may  rise, 

I  all  their  efforts  do  despise. 
In  the  world  I've  tribulation, 
But  in  Christ  sweet  consolation. 
■■'*,.■ 

3  The  worldlings  hoW  me  in  disdain. 
Because  I  shun  their  carnal  pleasui  u  J 

All  in  this  which  gives  me  pain 

Is,  that  they  slight  a  noble  treasure. 
But  still  among  them,  bless  the  Lord  ! 
There's  some  who  tremble  at  his  woid* 


AWAKENINO  « 

And  this  doth  joy  to  me  impart, 

To  thinli  the  Lord  hath  reach'd  their  heart 
Oh  the  grace  to  sinners  given, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

4  When  I  'm  in  the  house  of  prayer, 

I  find  him  with  the  congregation  . 
Music  sweet  unto  my  ear, 

Is  the  glad  sound  of  free  salvation. 
When  I  join  to  sing  his  praise, 
My  heart  in  holy  raptures  raise  ; 
I  join  and  sing  and  shout  aloud, 
And  disregard  the  gazing  crowd  : 

Glorious  theme  of  exultation, 

What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

6  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound 

Of  weeping  mourners  just  converted, 
The  dead  's  alive,  the  lost  is  found  ; 

The  Lord  hath  heal'd  the  broken  hearted. 
My  heart  exults,  my  spirits  gloiv, 
I  love  my  Lord  and  brethren  So : 
Oh,  had  I  wings  like  Noah's  dove, 
I  soon  would  sing  with  those  above... 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation. 

What  I  feel  is  past  expressiori. 

6  Why  should  I  regard  the  frowii.s 

Of  those  who  mock,  deride,  or  slfght  me, 
Soon  I'll  lie  beneath  the  ground. 

Beyond  the  reach  of  those  who  hate  ice; 
Sorrows,  toils,  and  sufferings  o'er, 
When  once  we  reach  that  happ_7  shore  ; 
There,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
I'll  sing  and  shout  redeeming  love. 


26  AWAKENING. 

Blessings  there,  beyond  expression, 
Ever  roll  in  sweet  succession. 

7  Sinners,  you  may  laugh  and  scorn ; 
Your  moments  lost  will  be  lamented ; 

The  awflil  day  is  hastening  on, 

When  you  will  wish  you  had  repented  ■ 
Death  in  its  emlwaces  cold. 
Will  soon  your  mortal  bodies  hold  ; 
Then  all  your  pleasures  take  their  flight, 
And  down  you'll  sink  to  endless  night ; 
While  you're  of  that  guilty  number, 
Your  destruction  doth  not  slumber. 

8  Come,  poor  sinner,  go  with  me  ; 
My  heart  '^enlarged  to  receive  you, 

Slight  not  mercy  offer 'd  free, 
Come  to  ifesus,  hei?R  relieve  you  : 

But  if  you  offeif'd  grace  refuse, 

And  'vill  destruction  ever  choose  ; 
'  Unhappy  soul^'y*  -  ir  guilt  and  blood, 

Will  rest  on  your  ^defenceless  head: 
Darkness,  torment,  pain,  and  sorrow, 
JMay  be  yours  before  to  morrow. 

0  Mourner,  sf^e  your^'Saviour  stand. 

With  arins expanded  to  receive  you; 
He  spreads' 'or  you  his  bleeding  hands, 

Venture  on  !iina,'he'll  relieve  you : 
Cast  all  your  doubts  and  fears -aside, 
The  door  of  mercy's  open  wid€|^ 
The  fountain  flows  v,'hich  saves  from  sin 
Come  now,  believe,  and  enter  in. 

Don't  distrust  your  blessed  Saviour*; 

CoiiiG,  believe,  and  live  for  ever 


AWAKENING  27 


Hymn  IC.     P.  M 

1  On  the' brink  of  fiery  ruin, 
Justice,  with  a  flaming  sword, 

Was  my  guilty  soul  pursuing, 
When  I  first  beheld  my  Lord. 

2  Terrified  with  Sinai's  thunder, 
Straight  I  flew  to  Calvary, 

Wliere  I  saw  with  love  and  wonder, 
Him  by  faith,  who  died  for  me. 

:  '*  Sinner,"  he  exclaim'd,  "  I've  loved  the« 

With  an  everlasting  love  ; 
/ustice  has  in  me  approved  thee  : 

Thou  shalt  dwell  with  me  above." 

4  Sweet  as  angels'  notes  in  heaveiji 
When  to  golden  harps  they  sound, 

Is  the  voice  of  sihs  forgiven. 
To  the  soul  by  Satan  bounf* . 

5  Sweet  as  angels'  harp  jry 
Was  that  heavenly  '  mr  _ 

Whftn  I  ?^w  'iiv  ^  or  J  ,^ji2 

Ble.d  and  die  t,       .  liia  f-ee  * 

6  Saints,  attend  with  holy  wonder :' 
Sinners,  hear  and  sing  his  praise :  ^ 

'Tis  the  God  that  holds  the  thunder,* 
Shows  hiniseli;jthe  God  of  grace. 
'I' 


PENITENTIAL. 


PENITENTIAL. 

Hymn  17.     S.  M. 

1  Beside  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 

From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move,  y^if^ 

And  others  round  me  stepping  i% 
Their  efficacy  prove.  y"^ 

3  But  my  complaints  remain ; 
I  feel  the  very  same, 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 

4  Oh  would  the  Lord  appear. 
My  malady  to  heal ; 

He  knows  how  Jpng  I've  languish'd  here 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  otten  1;^^?  ^  thought, 
Why  should  I  lo-         he  .-" 

Surely  the  mercy  I  taive  sought, 
Is  not  for  such  as  I. 

6  Put  wkithe^-  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

Where  streams  of  sov'reign  y^rtue  flow 

To  make  a  sinner  Vhole.'^jt 

*"  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry ; 

_f5.->'r  "    us  hear  a  sinner  pray, 

\x  him  to  die  ? 


PE.MTE.NTIAl,. 

8  No,  he  is  full  of  grace, 

He  never  will  permit 
A  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 

To  perish  at  his  feet. 

HvMN  18.    L.  M. 

1  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn. 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn  ; 
Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see 

Thy  last  tremendous  agony, 

2  Oh  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  heighlt 
And  gaze  upon  that  bleeding  sight ! 

Oh  that,  like  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die  ! 

3  I'd  smite  upon  my  breast,  and  mourn, 
And  never  from  his  cross  return : 

I'd  weep  o'er  an  expiring  God, 
And  mix  ray  tears  with  Jesus'  blood. 

4  One  precious  drop,  Lord  J«JSus,  graiii  * 
One  precious  drop  is  all  I  want ; 

One  precious  drop  of  thy  rich  blood, 
Will  make  me  cry,  "  My  Lord,  my  God." 

Hymn  19.    L.  M. 

1  Be  mercifiil,  oh  God,  to  me, 
Thy  mercy  is  my  only  plea  ; 
Look  with  compassion  on  my  woes. 
And  let  not  judgment  inti^rpose. 

2  Guilty  before  thy  face  I  stand, 
And  feat  thy  sin  avenging  hand  > 
Hell  is  my  just  desert,  I  own," 
But-mercy  pleads  before  thy  throne. 


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30  PENITENTIAL. 

3  Mercy,  through  Jesus  crucified, 
I  ask,  and  can  1  be  denied  ? 
Mercy,  oh  God — I  ask  no  more  j 
Thrust  not  my  soul  from  mercy's  door 

4  Oh  God,  as  powerful  as  just, 
In  thee,  in  thee  alone,  1  trust ; 
Vain  does  the  help  of  man  appear, 
Vain  is  the  help  of  angels  here ! 

5  Nothing  will  give  my  spirit  rest. 
Till  sov'reign  mercy  makes  me  blest  • 
Behold,  I  faint  beneath  thy  frown  , 
Oh  send  thy  pardoning  mercy  down. 

Hymxx20.    P.m. 

1  Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear, 
My  request  vouchsafe  to  hear, 
Hear  my  never  ceasing  cry. 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Wealth  and  honour  I  disdain, 
Earthly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain  : 
These  can  never  satisfy, 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  save  me  from  my  guilt ; 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 
I  am  nothing  else  but  sin  ; 
On  thy  mercy  I  rely, 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die 


PENITENTIAL. 

(*  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust : 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  1  die. 
C  Thou  hast  promised  to  forgive 
AH  who  in  thy  Son  believe  ; 
Lord,  I  know  thou  can'st  not  lid, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

7  Father,  dost  thou  seem  to  fro^vn ' 
Give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  thine  arms  I  fly. 
Come,  and  save  me,  or  I  die. 

Hymn  21.    P  M. 

1  If  eves'  pity  moved  thee, 

Thou  glorious  Sun  of  Righteousness  j 
If  ever  saints  have  proved  thee, 

A  sure  relief  in  deep  distress  • 
Oh  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit, 

Thyself  to  me,  oh  Christ,  impart, 
And  give  me  to  inherit 

Thy  kingdom  form'd  within  my  heart. 

2  By  Satan  oft  deceived. 

Drawn  from  the  path  of  righteousness, 
Thy  Spirit  ofl  Ive  grieved, 

And  brought  upon  me  sore  distress  j 
But  as  thy  great  compassion 

Extends  to  all  the  fallen  race, 
In  faith  for  thy  salvation 

I  humbly  look  through  sov'reign  grace. 

3  Here  like  apostate  Peter, 

My  tears  I  shed,  and  make  mj  moaii  * 


3i 


32  PEMTENTlAr. 

Pity  thy  faithless  creature, 

Dear  Lord,  and  breait  my  heart  of  stone 
Accept  of  my  petition. 

Thy  pardon  to  my  soul  reveal, 
Thou  great,  thou  good  Physician, 

Hear,  and  my  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  All  glory  to  the  Saviour, 

Who  shed  for  me  his  precious  blood, 
1  feel  I'm  in  his  favour, 

That  I  am  his,  and  he's  my  God. 
Much  he  hath  me  forgiven, 

Much,  while  on  earth,  oh  may  I  love, 
Then  find  my  way  to  heaven, 

And  join  the  blood  wash'd  throng  aboT 

5  There  through  the  starry  regions, 
To  sound  aloud  redeeming  grace, 

And  with  celestial  legions, 

With  joy  proclaim  my  Maker's  praise 
There,  free  from  pain  and  sadness, 

I'll  shout  and  sing  for  evermore, 
Where  all  is  joy  and  gladness. 

On  that  eternal,  happy  shore. 

HvjfN  22.    P.  M. 

1  King  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul ! 
Make  a  wounded  sinner  whole  ! 
King  of  righteousness  and  peace, 
Let  npt  thy  sweet  visits  cease  ! 

2  Come  !  refresh  this  soul  of  mine 
With  thy  sacred  bread  and  wine ' 
All  thy  love  to  me  unfold, 

Half  of  which  cannot  be  told. 


PEiVITENTIAL 

.J  Hail,  Mslcliiz-edek  divine  ! 
Thou  great  Higii  Priest  shalt  be  mine- 
All  my  powers  before  the  fall, 
Tal?:e  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all. 

Hymn  23.     P.  M. 

I  When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld, 
Afflicted  and  trembling  with  fear  ; 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  fill'd, 
From  weeping  he  couW  not  forbear. 
Awhile  his  behaviour  was  rough, 
To  bring  their  past  sin  to  their  mind. 
But  wlien  they  were  humbled  enough, 
He  hasted  to  show  himself  kind. 

f2  How  Httle  they  thought  it  was  he, 
Whom  they  had  ill  treated  and  sold ! 
How  great  their  confusion  must  be. 
As  soon  as  his  name  he  had  told ! 
"  I  am  Joseph,  your  brother,"  he  said, 
"And  still  to  my  heart  you  are  dear ; 
You  sold  me,  and  thought  1  was  dead, 
But  God,  for  your  sakes,  sent  me  here." 

3  Though  greatly  distressed  before. 

When  charged  with  purloining  the  cup 

They  now  were  confounded  much  more, 

Not  one  of  them  durst  to  look  up. 

"  Can  Joseph,  whom  we  would  have  slain, 

Forgive  us  the  evil  we  did  ^ 

And  will  he  our  household  maintain  .'* 

Oh  this  is  a  brother  indeed  !" 

I  Thus,  dragg'd  by  my  conscience,  T  came, 
And  laden'd  with  guilt,  to  the  Lord 


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Surrounded  with  terror  and  shame, 

Unable  to  utter  a  word  : 

At  first  he  look'd  stern  and  severe, 

What  anguish  then  pierced  my  heart ; 

Expecting  each  moment  to  hear 

The  sentence,  "  Thou  cursed,  depart ! ' 

5  But  oh  !  what  surprise  when  he  spoke, 
While  tenderness  beam'd  in  his  face  ; 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 
O'erwhelm'd  and  confounded  by  grace  : 
"  Poor  sinner,  I  know  thee  full  well. 

By  thee  I  was  sold  and  was  slain  ; 
But  I  died  to  redeem  thee  from  hell, 
And  raise  thee  in  glory  to  reign. 

6  "  I  am  Jesus,  whom  thou  hast  blasphemed, 
And  crucify'd  often  afresh ; 

But  let  me  henceforth  be  esteem'd 

Thy  brother,  thy  bone,  and  thy  flesh  : 

My  pardon  I  freely  bestow, 

Tliy  wants  1  will  fully  supply ; 

I'll  guide  thee  and  guard  thee  below. 

And  soon  will  remove  thee  on  high. 

7  "  Go  publish  to  sinners  around, 
That  they  may  be  willing  to  come. 
The  mercy  which  now  you  have  found. 
And  tell;them  that  yet  there  is  room." 
Oh  sinners,  the  message  obey  ! 

No  more  vain  excuses  pretend  ; 
But  come  %vithout  farther  delay, 
To  Jesus,  our  Brother  and  Friend. 


PENITENTIAL.  35 

HyMN$>4.      CM. 

1  Come,  humble  sinnur,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  : 

Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd. 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 

2  ''  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 
Have  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 

I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess  : 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  '•  I'll  to  my  gracious  King  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 

Perhaps  he  may  command  a  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  may  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer ; 

But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray. 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try; 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 

Hymn  25.    L.  M. 

1  Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise ; 
To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes ; 


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And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  ; 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son ; 
The  word  abused,  the  soul  undone. 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night ; 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though. briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 

4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene  , 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flamo 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  Inves  • 
Thy  own  all  saving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


CRUCIFIXION  AND   ATONEMENT 

Hymn  26.     L.  M. 

1  Stretch'd  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  diesj 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  ev'ry  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  stnsam  how  free  it  flows, 

To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes  ! 


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3  And  didst  thou  bleed, — for  sinners  bleed  • 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 

No  ;  he  withdrew  his  shining  ray, 
And  darkness  veild  the  mourning  day 

4  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  unfeeling  heart ;       -^ 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move, 

In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

Hymn  27.    CM. 

1  From  whence  these  dire  portents  around, 
Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze  ? 

Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  grou*»<J 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  .'' 

2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish'd  shake, 
And  nature  sympathize  ! 

The  sun,  as  darkest  night,  be  black  ! 
Their  Maker,  Jesus,  dies  ! 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree. 
His  all  atoning  blood  I 

Is  this  the  Infinite  •'    'Tis  He, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  1 

4  For  me  these  pangs  his  soul  assail. 
For  me  this  death  is  borne  ; 

My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail. 
And  pointed  every  thorn. 


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5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave, 

Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
Oh  save  me.  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 

Nor  bleed,  nor  die  in  vain  I 

Hymn  28.    P.M. 

Tune — Leander. 

J  Behold,  the  Saviour  lies 

Hard  by  where  Kedron's  waters  roll ; 
And  in  sad  anguish  cries, 

"  The  powers  of  death  surround  my  soul ' 
Through  every  pore  exudes  the  blood 

That  washes  out  our  stains  : 
His  griefs  and  fears  dry  up  our  tears, 

His  stripes  assuage  our  pains. 

2  Hark  !  hear  his  doleful  prayer, 

*'  Oh  Father,  let  this  cup  remove  ; 
In  this  dread  moment  spare 

The  Son  of  thine  eternal  love  : — 
Nay — but  I'll  bear  thy  wrath  severe, 

The  bitter  cup  receive  : 
Wring  out  the  dregs — bear  all  its  plagues, 

A  dying  world  to  save." 

3  The  guiltless  victim  stands. 
With  iamb  like  patience  at  the  bar, 

Midst  impious  heathen  bands, 
Who  wait/.his  tender  flesh  to  tear. 

A  crown  of  thorns  his  brow  adorns. 
Mock  royalty  he  wears  ; 

Nor  turns  his  face  from  foul  disgrace, 
Nor  hands  that  pluck  the  hairs. 


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4  In  fiirrows  deep  and  wide 

His  sacred  back  the  scourges  tear, 
While  scoffing  foes  deride, 

Nor  friends  his  dreadful  anguish  share. 
With  furious  yells  the  tumult  swells, 

All  with  loud  voices  cry, 
''  Let  him  not  live  :  the  robber  save, 

But  Jesus  crucify." 

5  Lo  !  on  the  accursed  tree 

He  struggles  with  death's  awful  pains  ! 
[n  dreadful  agony 

The  absence  of  his  God  complains. 
His  latest  prayer  his  murd'rers  share  ; 

Then  to  his  God  he  cries, 
"  The  work  is  done  ;  receive  thy  Son ;' 

And  bows  liis  head  and  dies. 

6  But  death  could  not  retain 

The  Lord  of  life  and  glory  long  ; 
He  bursts  the  dark  domain, 

And  drags  in  chains  the  v^anquish'd  throng. 
Bright  glory  now  adorns  his  brow, 

Angels  before  him  fall, 
With  mortals  sing,  and  praise  our  King, 

And  own  him  Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  29.    L  M. 

1  When  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see, 
Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me, 
Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move. 
For  I  am  all  transform 'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart; 
In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 


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I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes  > 
But  see  !  he  bows  his  head  and  dies  1 

3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God 
Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bathed  in  blood 
Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near, 

The  well  of  endless  Ufe  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains  ; 
I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains  ; 
Only  the  Fountain  Head  above 
Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ; 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaiiD 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 

6  Thy  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear ; 
Affords  ,a  balm  for  every  wound, 

And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound 

Hymn  30.    CM 

1  In  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear  ; 

Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree 
In  agonies  and  blood : 

"Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  to  my  latest  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look  , 


CRUCIFIXION.  41 

It  seem'd  to  charge  me  witli  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  own'd  the  gnilt, 
And  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did ; 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain  : 

Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  ? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 
"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I'll  die  that  thou  inay'st  live." 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue  ; 

(Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace,) 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

8  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  jcy 
My  spirit  now  is  fill'd, 

That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  1  kill'd. 

Hymn  31.     C.  M. 

1  I  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death; 

He  conquer'd  when  he  fell : 
Tis  finish'd,  said  his  dying  breath, 

And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

CHORUS. 
Glory,  hoaiour,  praise,,  and  power,     " 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 


42  CRUCIFIXIOK. 

2  'Tis  finish'd !  our  Immanuel  cries , 
The  dreadful  work  is  done  : 

Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise, 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
For  glory  and  renown , 

When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side, 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord ; 

To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  and  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye 
Await  their  several  crowns  ; 

And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 


Hymn  32.    P.M. 

1  Jesus,  while  he  dwelt  below, 
As  divine  historians  say, 

To  a  place  would  often  go  ; 

Near  to  Kedron's  brook  it  lay : 
In  this  place  he  loved  to  be. 
And  'tv/as  named  Gethsemane. 

2  Full  of  love  to  man's  lost  race, 

On  this  conflict  much  he  thought; 
This  he  knew  the  destined  place, 

And  he  loved  the  sacred  spot. 
Therefore  'twas  he  liked  to  be 
Often  in  Gethsemane. 


CRUClFTilON.  43 

i  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night ; 

Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might 

Bruised  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God 
See,  my  soul,  thy  Saviour  see, 
Sorrowing  in  Gethsemane. 

4  View  him  in  that  olive  press, 

With  anguish  wrung,  till  'whelm'd  in  blood ! 
View  the  Maker's  deep  distress  ! 

Hear  the  sighs  and  groans  of  God  ! 
Then  reflect  what  sin  must  be, 
Gazing  on  Gethsemane. 

5  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt : 
This  through  grace  can  be  believed  j 

But  the  horrors  which  he  felt 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceived 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee, 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsew-ane. 

6  Sins  against  a  holy  God — 

Sins  against  his  righteous  laws — 
Sins  against  his  love,  his  blood — 

Sins  agaii^st  his  name  and  cause — 
Sins  immense  as  is  the  sea : 
Hide  me,  oh  Gethsemane  ! 

7  Saviour,  all  the  stone  remove 
From  my  flinty  frozen  heart : 

Thaw  it  with  the  beams  of  love — 
Pierce  it  with  a  blood-dipt  dart : 
Wound  the  heart  that  wounded  the©  • 
Melt  me  in  Gethsemane. 


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Hymx  33.     C.  M. 

1  T  JEE  we  adore,  eternal  Word, 
The  Fatlier's  equal  Son  : 

Bj  heaven's  obedient  hosts  adored, 
i^Ti.  time  its  course  begun. 

2  Tho  first  creation  has  display'd 
Thine  energy  divine ; 

For  no'  a  single  tiling  was  made 
By  *  .ner  hands  than  thine. 

3  But  ransom 'd  sinners  with  delight 
Subiimer  facts  survey — 

The  all  creating  Word  unites 
Himself  to  dust  and  clay. 

4  See  the  Redeemer  clothed  in  flesh, 
And  ask  the  reason,  "Why?" 

The  answer  fills  my  soul  afresh, 
l"o  sufiTer,  bleed,  and  die. 

5  Creation's  Author  now  assumes 
A  creature's  humble  form  ; — 

A  man  of  grief  and  wo  becomes, 
And  trod  on  like  a  worm. 

6  The  Lord  of  glory  bears  the  shamo 
To  vile  transgressors  due  ; 

Justice  the  Prince  of  Life  condemns 
To  die  in  anguish  too. 

7  God  over  all,  for  ever  blest. 
The    ighteoos  curse  eridures ; 

And  thus  to  Souls  with  sin  distress'd. 
Eternal  bliss  ensures. 


cRucmiioN.  45 

8  What  wouJers  in  thy  person  meet, 

My  Saviour  all  divine  ! 
I  fall  with  rapture  at  thy  feet, 

And  would  be  wholly  thine. 

Hymn  34.    P.M. 

1  Saw  ye  ray  Saviour  !   Saw  ye  my  Saviour ! 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God . 

Oh  •  he  died  on  Calvary,  to  atone  for  vou  and 
me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  b^ood. 

2  He  was  extended !  he  was  extended  ! 
Shamefully  nail'd  to  the  cross  ; 

Oh !  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died !  thus  my  Lord 
was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost 

3  Jesus  htmg  bleeding  !  Jesus  hung  bleeding ! 
Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ; 

Oh !  the  sun  refused  to  shine,  when  his  ma- 
jesty divine 
Was  derided,  inaulted,  and  slain. 

4  Darkness  prevailed  !  darkness  prevailed ! 
Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land  ; 

Oh !  the  solid  rocks  were  rent,  through  crea- 
tion's vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  God-man. 

5  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  wae'finish'd, 
And  the  atonement  was  made,     .3-  - 

He  was  taken  by  the  great,  and  erabtlia'd  in 
spices  sweet, 
And  in  a  new  sepulchre  laid. 
4 


4(»  CRUCIFIXION. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Saviour !    hail,  •  mighty  Sa- 

viour ! 
Prince  and  the  author  of  peace  ; 
Oh !  he  burst  the  bands  of  death,  and  triumph- 
ant through  the  east 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 
./'■ 

7  Now  mterceding  !  now  interceding  I 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live  ; 

Crying,  Father,  I  have  died  I    Oh  behold  my 
hands  and  side. 
To  redeem  them ; — I  pray  thee  forgive. 

8  I  will  forgive  them ;  I  will  forgive  thnm 
If  they'll  repent  and  believe  ; 

Let  them  now  return  to  me,  and  be  reco»eiIed 
to  thee. 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive. 

HyMNa5.    P.M. 

1  As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
Methinks  I  see  a  bloodv  cross, 

Where  a  poor  victim  hangs  . 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore. 
His  limbs  all  dress'd  in  purple  gore, 

Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surprised  the  spectacle  to  see. 
I  ask'd,  who  can  this  victim  be. 

In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Wiiy  thus  consign'd  to  woes,  I  cried 
^'  'Tis  I,'^  the,l?leeding  God  replied, 

"  To  save  a  x^otld  from  sin." 


CRUCIFIXION. 

3  A  God  for  rebel  mortal  dies ! 
How  can  it  be  !  my  soul  replies, 

What !  Jesus  die  for  rae  ! 
"  Yes,"  saith  the  suff'ring  Son  of  God, 
"  I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood, 

For  thee,  poor  soul,  for  thee." 

4  Lord,  since  thy  life  thou'st  freely  given 
To  bring  my  wretched  soul  to  heaven, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  love  ; 
Then  at  thy  feet,  oh  God,  I'll  fail, 
Give  thee  my  Hfe,  my  soul,  ray  elU, 

To  reign  with  thee  above. 

Hymn  36.    L.  M. 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died. 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride'.   •, 
Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  dearth  of  Christ,  my  God : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 

1  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

2  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small : 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soiil,  ray  life,  myall. 


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PRAYER  AND  SUPPLICATION. 

Htmn37.    cm. 

1  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer, 

There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea. 
With  this  I  venture  nigh. 

Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  oh  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  press'd, 

By  wars  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place. 
That  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 

I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  Oh  wondrous  love !  to  bleed  and  die 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  I 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

6  Poor  tem])est  tossed  soul,  be  still, 
My  promised  grace  receive  ; 

'Tis  Jesus  speaks,  I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 


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1  RAYKR.  49 

Hymn  38.    P.M. 

1  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  ajiswer  prayer ; 

He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring, 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin — 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  , 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 
There  thy  blood  bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  As  the  image  in  the  glass, 
Answers  the  beholder's  face  : 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear, 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there.      ' 

6  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 
As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend. 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do ; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew: 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith  > 
Let  me  die  thy  peoole's  death. 


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50  PRAYER. 

Hymn  39.    P.  M. 

1  Nay,  1  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am ! 

Ah !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name ; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
rebellion  blindly  bold, 
jorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy ; 
'hat  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

'4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy  seat  by  prayer ; 
Meicy  heard  and  set  him  free ; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

r>  Many  years  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen, 
Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  .'* 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead ; 
After  so  muoh  mercy  past, 
Cr-nst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No — I  mii'-t  niaintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold : 
1  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


PRAYER. 

HyMy40.    P.M. 

I  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 

All  will  come  to  desolation 
Unless  thou  visit  us  again. 

CHORUS. 
Lord,  revive  us,  Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

1*,  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high  ; 
Tjest  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

i  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'dj 
Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 

Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd ; 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 

Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed  ; 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders^ 
Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth? 

Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  for  our  youth ! 

ii  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below ; 

{Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  sl^.% 

7  Younger  plants— the  sight  how  pleasant  i 
Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms  stood } 


52  PRAYER. 

But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 
Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud. 

8  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  j 

Oh  permit  them  not  to  wither. 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 

l4et  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Wb  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ;' 

\A.nd  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Hymn  41.    P.M. 

1  Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bid  our  jarrings  cease  ; 
Come,  oh  come  !  and  reign  for  ever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace  ; 
Visit  now  poor  bleeding  Zion, 

Here  the  people  mourn  and  weep ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying. 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep 

S  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  ApoUos, 

Some  for  Cephas — none  agree ; 
J<esus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us ; 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbcis 

Over  every  hind'rance  leap ; 
Not  upheld  by  force  or  numbers. 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 


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3  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 
We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth ', 

Guide  us.  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 
Which  shall  teach  us  all  the  truth. 

On  thy  gospel  word  we'll  venture. 
Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep, 

Love  our  Lord,  and  Christ  our  Saviour, 
Oh !  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 
Persecution  rages  here — 

Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 
While  our  Shepherd  is  so  near. 

Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus, 
At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 

He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

5  Hear  the  Prince  of  our  salvation 
Saying,  ^-  Fear  not,  little  flock ; 

I,  myself,  am  your  Foundation, 
You  are  built  upon  this  Rock, 

Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly, 

Scale  the  mount,  although  it 's  steep. 

Look  to  me,  and  be  ye  holy; 
I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep. 

6  Christ  alone,  whose  merit  saves  us, 
Taught  by  him,  we'll  own  his  name; 

Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus  ! 

How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Give  him'  glory,  he  will  keep, 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us, 

The  go©d  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


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54  PRAVER. 

Hymn  42.     L.  M. 

I  Encompass 'd  with  clouds  of  distress, 
Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 

1  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine  : 
Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load ; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  vmto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease. 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply,  " 

d  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 
The  Rock  that  is  higher  thcwi  1. 
peak,  Saviour  !  for  sweet  is  thy  voice ; 
Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold  : 
Attend  to  niy  sorrows  and  cries, 
My  grooaings  that  cannot  be  told 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn, 
My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep. 

The  billows  more  fiercely  return. 
And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 

While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 
The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar. 
The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 
Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design 'd 
No  covenant  blessing  for  me. 

Ail,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee. 

Alniighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower ', 

Come,  succour,  and  gladden  my  heart, 
Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 


PRATER.  fife 

Hymn  43.    L.  M.  • 

1  What  various  hind'remces  we  meet 
lu  coming  to  the  mercy  seat ; 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there .'' 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  clouds  withdrawi 
Prayer  chmbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight :  ^ 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armoui:  bright  ^ 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees  ,^ 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?   Ah,  think  agam , 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creatures'  ears 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  cares. 

5  Were  half  the  time  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supphcation  sent ; 

Our  cheerful  songs  would  oftener  be, 
'*  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  roe. 

Hymn  44.     C.  M. 

1  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 

On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 


56  PRAVFR. 

3  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  f 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 

And  can  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

4  No  ;  still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  ; 

Oh  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there. 

5  Thy  mercy  seat  is  open  still ; 
Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 

th  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
"  nd  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 


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Hymn  45.     L.  M. 

1  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call , 
Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

When  the  great  water  floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint ! 
Where  should  I  lodge  my  sad  complaint  :* 
Where  but  with  thee  ?  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor .'' 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  thy  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer ; 
But  a  prayer  hearing,  answering  God, 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

6  Fair  is  the  lot  that's  cast  for  me, 
I  have  an  Advocate  with  thee  i 


Tliey  whom  the  world  caresses  most, 
Have  no  such  privilege  to  boast. 

6  Poor  tho'  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

Hymn  46.    P.  M 

1  Thou  great  mysterious  God  of  love, 

1  feel  thy  drawing  from  above. 
And  own  thy  matchless  power ; 

Help  me  on  earth  to  do  thy  will, 
And  all  thy  pleasure  to  fulfil ; 
On  me  thy  blessings  shower. 

2  If  now  by  grace  myself  I  see 
Most  miserable  without  thee, 

On  thee,  my  God,  I  call ; 
Let  heavenly  fire  consume  my  dross, 
That  I  all  things  may  count  but  loss 

For  thee,  my  God,  my  all. 

3  Oh  keep  me  from  the  snares  of  vice, 
Impart  to  me  true  heav'nly  joys, 

Descending  from  above ; 
To  me  thy  dying  love  reveal, 
And  no  good  thing  from  me  conceal. 

Till  ail  I  am  is  love. 

Hymn  47.    CM. 

I  "  Mercy,  oh  thou  Son  of  David  !" 
Thus  poor  blind  Bar timeus  pray'd  ; 

''  Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved  : 
Now  vouchsafp  to  me  thine  aid ;" 


53  PRAYER 

While  he  cried  many  chid  him, 

But  he  pray'd  the  louder  still, 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 

"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 
2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live  : 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted, 

Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 
*'  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  ;" 

SLStraight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness 

Hfe^ollow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

IH^ow  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

^'  Publishing  to  all  around, 

"  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ! 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 
Oh  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 
Surely,  they  would  come  unto  him ; 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 
i  *'  Now  I  freely  leave  my  garments, 

•Follow  Jesus  in  the  way ; 
He  will  guide  me  by  his  coimsel ; 

Lead  me  to  eternal  day : 
There  I  shall  behold  my  Saviour, 

Spotless,  innocent,  and  pure  ; 
And  with  him  shall  reign  for  ever, 

If  I  to  the  end  endure." 

Hymn  48.     P.  M 
.   Oh  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call;  [delight, 

My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 

Mv  Hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 


PRAYER.  59 

Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy 
To  feed  on  the  pasture  of  love  ?  [sheep, 

For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

2  ^^-hy  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 

My  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  ye  seen, 
The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  .'* 

Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been,    ^J 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone  ."*       ||H 

3  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine,      ^* 
His  vestments  shed  odours  around  ; 

The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 
In  the  vales  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 

On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence  blow. 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

i  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death  ; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 

The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 
His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 

And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face.       [know, 

6  Love  sits  in  his  eyelids,  and  scatters  delight 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high : 

Iheir  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
Antl  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 


He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 
He  speaks — and  eternity,  fill'd  with  his  voice, 

Re-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

6  His  vestments  of  righteousness  who  shall 
Their  purity  words  would  defile  ;    [describe  • 

The  heavens  from  his  presence  fresh  beauties 
And  earth  is  made  rich  by  his  smile,  [imbibe, 

Such  is  my  Beloved  in  excellence  bright, 
When  pleased  he  looks  down,  from  above  ; 

Like  the  morn  when  he  breathes  from  the  chara 

^^  bers  of  light, 

?'   And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

Part  Second. 

1  But  when  armed  with  vengeance,  in  terror 
The  nations  rebellious  to  tame,       [he  comes 

The  reins  of  omnipotent  power  he  assumes, 

And  rides  in  a  chariot  of  flame. 
A  two  edged  sword  from  his  mouth  issues  forth  j 

Bright  quivers  of  fire  are  his  eyes ; 
He  speaks,  and  black  tempests  are  seen  in  the 

And  storms  from  their  caverns  arise,   [north, 

2  Ten  thousand  destructions,  that  wait  for  his 
And  ride  on  the  wings  of  his  breath,    [word, 

Fly  swift  as  the  wind  at  the  nod  of  their  Lord, 
And  deal  out  the  arrows  of  death. 

His  cloud  bursting  thunders  their  voices  resound 
Through  all  the  vast  regions  on  high  ; 

Till  from  the  deep  centre  loud  echoes  rebound, 
And  meet  the  quick  flame  in  the  sky. 

3  The  portals  of  heaven  at  his  bidding  obey, 
And  expand  ere  his  banner  appear  ; 


PRAYER.  61 

Earth  trembles  beneath,  till  her  mountains  give 
And  hell  shakes  her  fetters  with  fear,   [way, 

^hen  he  treads  on  the  clouds  as  the  dust  of  his 
And  grasps  the  big  storm  in  his  hand ;   [feet, 

♦Vhat  eye  the  fierce  glance  of  his  anger  shall 
Or  who  in  his  presence  shall  stand  ?      [meetf 

Hymn  49.     S.  M. 

t  Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor, 

Behold  us,  Lord,  again. 
Assembled  at  thy  mercy's  door, 

Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 

2  Thy  word  invites  us  nigh. 
Or  we  should  starve  indeed. 

For  we  no  money  have  to  buy, 
No  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want 
Thy  hand  alone  can  give  ; 

Oh  !  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
That  we  may  eat  and  live. 

Hymn  50.    P.M. 

1  Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art ; 

Dear  desire  of  <av'ry  nation, 
Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

3  ]Jorn  thy  people  to  deliver ; 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King ; 


C2  PRAyEB. 

Bom  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring, 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alcne  ; 
By  thine  all  sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Hymn  51.     P.  M. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shall  comOb 
To  call  thyjransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  wretched  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die. 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand .'' 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now. 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow. 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  cast  out, 

When  thou  shalt  for  them  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace. 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place 

In  this  accepted  day ; 
Thy  pard'ning  voice  oh  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear. 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
When  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  : 
The  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resownd-Ug  music  rings 

With  shouts  of  loudest  praise. 


PRAYER.  63 

HiMN52     P.M. 

1  Dear  Jesus  !  here  comes  and  knocks  at  thy 

door, 
A  beggar  for  crumbs,  distre^ed  and  poor, 
Blind,  lame,  and  forsaken,  all  roll'd  in  his  blood, 
At  last  overtaken  when  running  from  God. 

2  To  ask  children's  bread  I  dare  not  presume, 
But,  Lord,  to  be  fed  with  fragments  I  come , 
Some  crumbs  from  thy  table  oh  let  me  obtain, 
For,  lo  !  thou  art  able  my  wants  to  sustain. 

3  I  own  I  deserve  no  favour  to  see^ 

So  long  did  I  swerve  and  wander  from  thee, 
Till  brought  by  affliction  my  follies  to  mourn  * 
Now  under  conviction  to  thee  I  return.. 

4  For  since  thou  hast  said,  thou'lt  cast  away 
Who  fly  to  thine  aid  as  sinners  undone  ;  [none 
Now,  Lord,  I  am  come  as  condemned  to  die, 
And  on  this  sweet  promise  I  humbly  rely. 

5  I  cannot  depart,  dear  Jesus,  nor  yield, 
Till  my  poor  heart  feels  this  promise  fulfill'd. 
That  I  may  for  ever  a  monument  be, 

To  praise  the  dear  Saviour  of  sirmers  like  me. 

Hymn  53.     C.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend, 
As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me, 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  graoe, 
Remember  Calvary ; 

Remember  all  th^  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 


64  PRAYER. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God! 
1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Oh  Lord !  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 
Yet  thy  salvation  's  free  ; 

Then,  in  thy  all  abounding  grace, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distress'd, 
Howe'er  oppress'd  I  be  ; 

Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  deathy 
And  creature  helps  all  flee, 

Then,  oh  my  great  Redeemer,  God ! 
I  pray,  remember  me. 

Hymn  54.    P.  M. 

1  Encouraged  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy 's  door  : 

No  hand,  no  heart,  oh  Lord  !  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea. 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 
If  ofFer'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  would'st  disdain : 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  sav, 
That  though  f  now  am  poor, 


m 


Yet  once  there  v^as  a  day 

When  I  possessed  more  : 
Thou  knowest  from  my  very  birth 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth 

4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 
As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 
My  faults  have  been  but  few  ; 

If  thou  shouldst  leave  my  soul  to  starve 
It  would  be  what  I  should  deserve. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before  ; 
And  if  thou  now  befriend 
I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  : 

Thou  often  hast  relieved  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 

My  soul  can  satisfy : 
Oh  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go, 
I  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounties  to  conceal 
From  others,  who  like  me 
Their  wants  and  himger  feel ; 

I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  ten  thousand  more. 

8  Thy  ways,  thou  only  wise, 

Our  ways  and  thoughts  transcend, 


66  PRAYER 

Far  as  the  aiched  skies 

Above  this  earth  extend ; 
Such  pleas  as  mine  7nen  would  not  hear 
But  God  receives  the  beggar's  prayer. 

HymxV  55.     C.  M. 

1  As  Jacob  did  in  dgvs  of  old, 
So  will  my  soul  do  now ; 

Wrestle,  and  on  my  Jesus  hold, 
Nor  will  I  let  him  go. 

2  Wke  Jacob,  I  am  weak  and  faint, 
And  overwhelm'd  with  wo  ; 

Lora  I  hear  and  pity  my  complaint, 
For  I'll  not  let  thee  go. 

3  I  con  e,  encouraged  by  thy  word, 
That  mercy  thou  wilt  show : 

Except  thou  bless  me,  gracious  Lord 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

4  I  come  lo  ask  forgiveness  free, 
Though  I  have  been  thy  foe  ; 

Except  thou  grant  it,  Lord !  to  me, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

£  I  come  to  open  all  my  wounds,  • 

My  sorrows  and  my  wo  ; 
Except  thy  healing  grace  aboimds, 

I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

6  I  come  to  tell  thee  all  my  fears. 
And  conflicts  here  below ; 

Except  thy  naercy,  Lord !  appear* 
.   I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

7  I  come,  thy  promises  to  plead, 
Where  Jove  and  mercy  flow; 


Except  thou  bless  thy  word  indeed, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

8  I  come  to  give  thee  tills  vile  heart. 
Which  sin  has  mangled  so  ; 

Except  salvation  thou  impart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

9  1  come  to  claim  thee  as  my  own, 
And  all  things  else  forego  ; 

Except  thou  grant  me  this  sweet  boon, 
I  will  not  let  th(«e  go. 

10  I  come  to  ask  for  all  thy  love, 
And  all  thou  canst  bestow  ; 

Except  these  blessings,  Lord !  I  prove, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

11  Thus  will  I  wrestle  while  I  live, 

A  pilgrim  here  below  ; 

And  when  in  glory  I  arrive 

I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

Hymn  56.     CM. 

1  Oh  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love. 
To  waft  my  soul  away 

To  the  celestial  world  above, 
Where  pleasures  ne'er  decay. 

2  Eternal  Spirit,  deign  to  be 
My  pilot  here  below, 

To  steer  through  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Where  stormy  winds  do  blow. 

3  From  rocks  of  pride  on  either  hand. 
From  quicksands  of  despair  ; 

Oh  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 
"^hrough  every  latent  snare. 


4  Anchor  me  in  that  port  above, 

On  that  celestial  shore, 
Where  dashing  billows  never  mave; 

Where  tempests  never  roar. 

Hymn  57.     S.  M. 

1  Oh  why  should  unbelief 
Stay  the  Almighty's  hand, 

That  hand  which  holds  my  sure  relief, 
Though  earth  and  hell  withstand. 

2  My  soul,  believ'^e  and  pray, 
Without  a  doubt  believe, 

Whate'er  we  ask  in  God's  own  way, 
We  shall  in  truth  receive. 

3  Here  stands  the  promise  fair, 
For  God  cannot  repent : 

To  fervent  persevering  prayer 
He'll  every  blessing  grant. 

Hymn  58.    L.  M. 

i     I  Show  me  the  souls  to  doubt  exposed, 
[     To  such  this  question  is  proposed : 
Ask,  saith  the  Lord,  and  let  me  know 
What  I  shall  now  on  thee  bestow. 

2  Say,  what  thy  wants,  and  what  thy  woes  ? 
t     Dost  thou  in  me  thy  trust  repose  ? 
i     Art  thou  ray  friend,  sincerely  true  ? 
f     Speak,  for  thy  springs  of  thought  I  view 

I    3  Art  thou  to  seriousness  inclined  '' 
t     Ask,  and  I'll  solemnize  thy  mind  : 
I     Dost  thou  want  love  to  Jesus'  name  .•• 
Ask,  and  his  matchless  love  proclaimv 


KEJOICIXG. 


4  Dost  thou  want  peace  and  pardon  seal'd  ? 
Ask,  for  they  wait  to  be  reveal'd : 

Dost  thou  want  faith  and  holy  fear  ? 
Ask,  and  behold  the  blessings  near 

5  Dost  thou  want  strength  'gainst  sin  to  f  ght  f 
Ask,  and  I'll  make  thee  strong  in  might : 
Dost  thou  want  light  and  life  divine  ? 

Ask,  and  eternal  Cfe  is  thine. 

6  Wilt  thou  be  made  completely  whole  ? 
Ask,  and  I'll  renovate  thy  soul : 

This  instant  ask,  arise  and  pray, 
Nor  lose  such  blessings  by  delay. 


REJOICING  AND  PRAISE. 
Hymn  59.    L.  M. 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Sweetly  the  tidings  strike  mine  ears ; 
He  bruised  the  wily  serpent's  head, 
And  banishes  his  people's  fears. 

2  He  lives,  no  more  to  weep  and  sigh, 
No  more  to  shed  his  precious  blood, 
No  more  to  bow  his  head  and  die. 
Nor  bear  the  dreadful  wrath  of  God. 

3  Exalted  now  above  the  sky, 
And  seated  on  his  Father's  throne, 
He  pleads  for  sinners  such  as  I, 
And  sends  the  promised  Spirit  down. 

4  Salvation  to  our  fallen  race. 
An  unexhausted  fountain  flows  , 
Come,  sinners,  taste  his  pard'ning  grace, 
And  wash  away  vour  guilty  woes 


70  REJOICING. 

5  His  voice  the  drooping  mourner  cheers  j 
His  smile  revives  the  fainting  soul. 
Dries  up  the  weeping  sinner's  tears, 
And  uities  the  wounded  spirit  whole 
V  He  new  his  people's  cause  defends, 
And  will  their  every  want  supply  ; 
His  ear  their  softest  prayer  attends, 
Nor  fails  to  notice  every  sigh. 

7  Ye  ransom'd  souls,  exalt  his  name  ; 
Let  every  heart  with  rapture  swoH, 
And  every  human  tongue  proclaim 

*'  That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. ' 

8  Thou  too,  my  soul,  shalt  have  thy  lays, 
And  mingle  with  the  blood  wash'd  throng. 
Where  all  their  sweet  employ  is  praise, 
And  love  divine  inspires  the  song. 

Hymn  60.     C.  M. 

1  Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Up  to  the  court  above. 

And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath, 
And  quick  devouring  flame  ; 

Our  God  appear'd  consuming  fire. 
And  vengeance  was  his  name. 

3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  face  ; 

That  sprinkled  o'er  the  burning  throne, 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace. 

4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord , 


REJOICING.  71 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double  flaming  sword. 

5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 
Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ; 

We'll  raise  our  highest  notes  of  praise, 
To  reach  th'  Almighty  throne. 

6  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring 
Great  Advocate  on  high  : 

And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
That  lays  his  fury  by. 

Hymn  61.    S.  M. 

1  Prepare  a  thankful  song 
To  the  Redeemer's  name  ! 

His  praises  should  employ  each  tongue 
And  every  heart  inflame  i 

2  He  laid  his  glory  by, 

And  dreadful  pains  endured, 
That  rebels  such  as  you  and  I, 
From  wrath  might  be  secured. 

3  Upon  the  cross  he  died, 
Our  debt  of  sin  to  pay  : 

The  blood  and  water  from  his  side 
Wash  guilt  and  filth  away. 

4  And  nov;-  he  pleading  stands 
For  us,  before  the  throne. 

And  answers  all  the  law's  demands, 
With  what  himself  hath  done. 

5  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends 
Our  stubborn  souls  to  move  ; 

To  fnake  his  enemies  his  friends, 
And  CO  nquer  them  by  love. 


72  REJOICING. 

(5  The  world  and  Satan  rage, 

But  he  their  potver  controls  ; 
llis  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  engage 

Protection  for  our  souls. 

7  Though  press'd,  we  will  not  yield, 

But  shall  prevail  at  length  ; 
For  Jesus  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  righteousness  and  strength. 

S  Assured  that  Christ  our  King 

Will  put  our  foes  to  flight, 
We  on  the  field  of  battle  sing. 

And  triumph,  while  we  fight. 

Hymn  6^.    L.  M. 

1  Lord,  what  is  man  .''  extremes  how  wid 
fn  this  mysterious  naluie  join  ! 

The  flesh  to  worms  and  dust  allied 
The  soul  immortal  and  divine 

2  Divine  at  first,  a  holy  flame.^ 
Kindled  by  the  Almighty's  breath'; 
rill  stain'd  by  sin,  it  soon  became 
The  seat  of  darkness,  strife,  and  death, 

3  But  Jesus,  oh  amazing  grace ! 
Assumed  our  nature  as  his  own  ; 
Obey'd  and  suffer 'd  in  our  place. 
Then  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 

4  Now,  what  is  man,  when  grace  reveals 
The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood  , 
Again  a  life  divine  he  feels. 

Despises  earth,  and  walks  with  God. 

5  And  what  in  yonder  realms  above 
Is  ransom'd  man  ordain'd  to  be  ? 


REJOICING  73 

With  honour,  holiness,  and  love. 
No  seraph  more  adorn'd  than  he 

Hvmn63.    P.m. 

1  When  my  Shepherd,  ray  Saviour  is  near 
How  quickly  my  sorrows  depart; 

New  beauties  around  me  appear, 
New  spirits  enliven  my  heart. 
His  presence  gives  peace  to  my  soul, 
A.nd  Satan  assaults  me  in  vain ; 
If  my  Sliepherd  his  power  control, 
[  think  I  no  more  shall  complain. 

2  But  alas  what  a  change  do  I  find. 

When  my  Shepherd  withdraws  from  my  sight 

My  foes  all  return  to  my  mind, 

My  day  is  soon  changed  into  night. 

Then  Satan  his  efforts  renews 

To  vex  and  ensnare  me  again — 

All  my  pleasing  enjoyments  T  lose, 

And  can  only  lament  and  complain. 

3  By  these  changes  I  often  pass  through, 
1  am  taught  my  own  weakness  to  know— 
I  am  taught  what  my  Shepherd  can  do, 
And  how  much  to  his  mercy  I  owe. 

'Tis  he  that  supports  me  through  allj 
When  I  faint  he  revives  me  again  ; 
Ho  attends  to  my  prayer  when  I  call, 
/ind  bids  me  no  longer  complain. 

4  Why  then  should  I  murmur  or  grieve, 
Since  ray  Shepherd  is  always  the  same, 
And  has  promised  he  never  will  leave 
The  soul  that  confides  in  his  name  ? 


74  REJOICINO. 

To  relieve  me  from  all  that  I  fear, 
He  was  buffeted,  tempted,  and  slain, 
And  at  length  he  will  surely  appear, 
Though  he  leaves  me  awhile  to  complain 

5  WTiile  I  dwell  in  an  enemy's  land, 
Can  I  hope  to  be  always  in  peace  ? 
Tis  enough  that  my  Shepherd'  s  at  hand, 
And  that  shortly  this  warfare  will  cease 
For  ere  long  he  will  bid  me  remove 
From  this  region  of  sorrow  and  pain. 
To  abide  in  his  presence  above, 
And  then  I  no  more  shall  complain. 

Hymn  64.    P.M. 

1  Come,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tell 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 

Who  saved  me  from  a  burning  hell. 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
Ajid  gave  me  heavenly  union. 

2  When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie  ; 

He  look'd  on  me  with  pitying  eye. 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  pass'd  by, 
"  With  God  you  have  no  union." 

3  Then  I  began  to  weep  and  cry ; 
And  look'd  this  way  and  that,  to  fly, 
It  grieved  me  so  that  I  must  die  ; 

I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy; 
But  still  1  had  no  union. 

4  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  ia, 


RKJOICINQ. 

And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean  ; 
And  oh  !  what  seasons  I  have  seen 
Since  first  I  felt  this  uiiion. 

5  I  praised  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

[  found  I'd  something  still  to  say 
About  this  heavenly  union. 

6  I  now  with  saints  can  join  to  sing, 
Arid  mount  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring 
With  loud  hosannas  to  our  King, 

Who  brought  our  souls  to  union. 

7  Oh  come,  backsliders,  come  away, 
And  mind  to  do  as  well  as  say. 

And  learn  to  watch  as  well  as  pray, 
And  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day , 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  union. 

8  We  soon  shall  leave  all  thmgs  below, 
And  quit  these  climes  of  pain  and  wo, 
And  then  we'll  all  to  glory  go, 

And  then  we'll  see,  and  hear  and  know, 
And  feel  a  perfect  union. 

9  Come,  heaven  and  earth,  unite  your  laji 
Andgive  to  Jesus  endless  praise  ; 

And  oh  my  soul,  look  on  and  gaze  ! 
He  bleeds,  he  dies,  your  debt  he  pays, 
To  give  you  heavenly  union. 

10  Oh  could  I,  like  an  angel,  sound 
Salvation  through  the  earth  aroxmd, 


76  REJOICING. 

The  devil's  kingdom  to  confound ; 

I'd  triumph  on  Immanuel's  ground, 

And  spread  this  glorious  union. 

Hymn  65.     P.  M. 

1  We  soon  shall  break  all  nature's  ties, 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  the  skies, 
And  win  the  mark,  and  gain  the  prize. 

And  feel  a  blessed  union. 

2  And  when  we  reach  the  blissfiil  plains 
Where  love  divine  immortal  reigns, 
We'll  bid  adieu  to  all  our  pains, 

And  join  the  sweet  angelic  strains. 
In  one  eternal  union. 

3  There  we  shall  see  as  we  are  seen. 
Without  a  dimming  veil  between  ; 
And  not  a  cloud  shall  intervene, 
But  all  is  pleasant  and  serene 

In  climes  of  perfect  union. 

4  There  we  shall  reign  eternally. 
And  praise  the  Lamb  that  sets  us  free. 
Who  groan'd  and  died  upon  the  tree. 
That  we  might  his  salvation  see. 

And  feel  this  blessed  union. 

5  Almighty  God  !  each  heart  and  tongue 
To  thee  shall  raise  a  glorious  song ; 

All  praises  to'  thy  name  belong : 
Let  Zion  sing,  Thy  kingdom  come. 
And  fill  the  world  with  union. 

6  And  when  the  final  trump  shall  soundy 
And  wake  the  nations  under  ground, 


REJOICING. 

Our  souls  and  bodies  shall  obey, 
And  fly  to  everlasting  day ; 

Then  sweet  will  be  this  union. 
7  Divisions  then  will  all  be  o'er, 
And  party  spirit  reign  no  more  : 
The  church  triumphant  will  be  pure, 
And  all  God's  people  dwell  secure, 

Where  none  can  break  their  union. 

Hvmn66.    cm. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear  ! 

It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast : 

"Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name  !  the  rock  on  which  I  build  j 
My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 

My  never  failing  treasury,  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  By  thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gam, 
Although  with  sin  defiled ; 

Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

5  Jesus !  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
My  prophet,  priest,  and  king ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end^ 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

6  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

6 


77 


78  REJOICING. 

But  when  1  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

7  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  : 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Hymn  67.     L.M. 

1  Hail,  God  the  Father,  glorious  light! 
Hail,  God  the  Son,  my  soul's  delight ! 
Hail,  Holy  Ghost,  eternal  Three  ! 

My  anthem  through  eternity. 

2  Ye  glitt  ring  orbs  around  the  skies, 
But  speak  his  glories  m  disguise  : 
Your  silent  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  wisdom  of  Immanuel. 

3  Tall  mountains,  that  becloud  the  sky, 
With  all  the  hills  that  round  you  lie, 
While  time  endures  you  ne'er  can  tell 
The  grandeurs  of  Immanuel. 

4  Ye  trembling  seas,  with  dismal  roar, 
Whose  billows  sound  from  shore  to  shore  > 
Your  thund'ring  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  power  of  Immanuel. 

5  Ye  worlds  on  worlds,  with  all  your  throng, 
Through  every  clime  extend  your  song  j 

A  guilty  world's  preserved  from  hell 
By  Christ,  the  King  Immantiel. 

6  Behold  him  leave  his  Father's  throne  j 
Behold  him  bleed,  and  hear  him  groan  : 
Death's  iron  chain  would  fail  to  tell 
The  strength  of  King  ImmanueL 


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7  Behold  him  take  his  ancient  seat, 
And  millions  bowing  at  his  feet ; 
Ho  conquer'd  all  the  hosts  of  hell, 
Yes,  glory  to  Iramanuel. 

8  His  fame  shall  s].)read  from  pole  to  pole, 
While  glory  rolls  from  soul  to  soul , 

The  gospel  now  goes  forth  to  tell. 
The  love  of  King  Immanuel. 

9  While  I  am  singing  of  his  name, 
My  soul  begins  to  feel  the  flame  ; 
I'm  full,  I'm  full,  but  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  of  Immanuel. 

10  I  long  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  see  liis  glories  blaze  around : 
Then  will  I  shout,  and  sing,  and  tell, 
Redemption  through  Immanuel. 

11  Ten  thousand  thousand  in  the  throng  j 
Ten  thousand  thousand  join  the  song  ; 
All  saved  from  a  gaping  hell. 

Give  glory  to  Immanuel. 

12  My  soul's  transported  with  his  charma^^ 
I  long  to  lie  in  Jesus'  arms  : — 

My  loving  brethren,  all  farewell, 
I  go  to  meet  Immanuel. 

Hymn  68.    P.M. 
I  Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit. 

Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood ; 
And  my  weary  troubled  spirit 

Findeth  rest  in  thee,  my  God. 
1  im  safe,  and  I  am  happy. 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie  • 


80  REJOICING. 

Sin  and  Satan  cannot  harm  me 
While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 

CHORUS. 

Gloiy,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory ;  sing  his  praises  round  the  fiky ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory  to  the  Father  give. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  sing  his  praises  all  that  live. 

2  Now  I'll  sing  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name, 

That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 

He  is  still  the  very  same  : 
He  who  asketh  soon  receiveth ; 

He  who  seeks  is  sure  to  find ; 
Who  of  comfort  is  bereaved, 

Jesus  never  casts  behind. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory  to  Christ  of  heavenly  birth 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  sing  his  praises  round  the  earth j 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory  to  the  Spirit  be ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  praise  the  sacred  One  in  Three. 

3  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading 
With  his  Father  and  our  God ; 

Now  for  us  he's  interceding  ; 

Pleads  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 
Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying, 

"  Father,  spare  them,  I  have  died ;" 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 

"  They  are  freely  justified." 
Worthy,  v/orthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  of 
God,  [his  blood ; 

Worthy  is  the  blessed  Saviour,  who  hath  bought  us  witll 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy,  holy  is  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
Holy,  holy^  holy,  holy.  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofit. 

Hymn  69.     P.M. 
1  Legion  was  my  name  by  nature, 
Satan  raged  within  my  breast ; 


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Never  misery  was  greater, 

Ne'er  a  sinner  more  possess'd*. 
Mischievous  to  all  around  me, 

To  myself  the  greatest  foe  ; 
Thus  I  was,  when  Jesus  found  mc 

Fill'd  with  madness,  sin,  and  wo. 

2  Yet  in  this  forlorn  condition. 
When  he  came  to  set  me  free, 

I  replied  to  my  Physician, 

'*  What  have  I  to  do  with  thee  ?" 

But  he  would  not  be  contented — 
Waits  the  promise  to  fulfil ; 

Had  he  not  my  soul  prevented, 
I  had  been  a  sinner  still. 

3  "  Satan,  though  thou  fain  wouldst  have  it. 
Know,  th'ls  soul  is  none  of  thine ; 

I  have  shed  my  blood  to  save  it. 

Now  I  challenge  it  for  mine  : 
Though  it  long  hath  thee  resembled, 

Henceforth  it  shall  me  obey:" 
Thus  he  spoke,  while  Satan  trembled, 

Gnash'd  his  teeth,  and  fled  away. 

4  Thus  my  frantic  soul  he  healed. 
Bid  my  sins  and  sorrows  cease  ; 

"  Take,"  said  he,  '*  my  pardon  sealed, 
I  have  saved  thee,  go  in  peace  :" 

Rather  take  me,  Lord,  to  heaven, 
Now  thy  love  and  grace  I  know ; 

Since  thou  hast  my  sins  forgiven, 
Why  should  I  remain  below .'' 

i   "  Love,"  said  he,  "  will  sweeten  rabour— 
You  have  something  more  to  do ; 


tSi  REJOICING. 

Go  and  tell  your  friends  and  neighbours 
What  my  love  has  done  for  you  • 

Live  to  manifest  my  ^lory, 
Wait  for  heaven  a  little  space  ; 

Sinners,  when  they  hear  thy  story, 
Will  repent  and  seek  my  face." 

Hymn  70.     P.  M. 

J  Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee : 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me .'' 

2  ''  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound. 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
Ceas6  towards  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be,  . 

Yot  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "Mine  is  a  redeeming  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath ; 
Free,  and  faithful,  sirong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shall  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  T* 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint: 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore ; 

Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  • 


RKJOICING.  83 

Part  Sticond. 
1  "  When  beneath  God's  righteous  frown, 

1  beheld  thee  sinking  down, 
Then  I  laid  my  glories  by, 
And  to  save  thy  soul  did  die. 

2  "  I  was  nail'd  upon  the  tree, 
Drank  the  bitter  cup  for  thee, 
And  the  dreadful  curse  did  bear, 
That  thou  might'st  my  glories  share. 

.'}  "When  for  thee  hell  moved  beneath, 
X  dissolved  the  bands  of  death, 
f  luck'd  the  cruel  tyrant's  sting, 
t'aught  thy  stammering  tongue  to  sing. 

A  "  When  cast  out,  and  wounded  sore, 
Thou  wast  welt 'ring  in  thy  gore, 
I  did  all  thy  sins  forgive, 
Heal'd  thy  wounds,  and  bade  thee  live. 

5  *'  Took  thy  filthy  rags  away, 
Deck'd  thy  soul  in  bright  array  ; 
Wash'd  thee  in  redeeming  blood. 
And  presented  thee  to  God. 

6  "  Though  with  trembling  steps  thou  go" 
Through  the  gloomy  shades  of  wo ; 

Or  to  death's  dark  vale  descend. 
There  will  I  thy  soul  defend." 

Hymn  71.    CM 

1  Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgruns  now^ 

The  joyful  news  I'll  tell ; 
The  Lord  hath  sent  salvation  down. 

To  save  our  souls  from  hell  j 


84  REJOICING. 

The  angels  brought  the  tidings  down, 

To  shepherds  in  the  field, 
That  God  to  man  is  reconciled 

His  Son  to  men  reveal'd. 

CHORUS. 

Sing  glory,  honour,  to  the  Lamb, 

Salvation  to  our  King  ; 
Let  all  that's  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

His  glorious  praises  sing. 

2  Come,  all  ye  poor  despised  souls, 
Unto  his  fold  repair  ; 

Where  God  his  boundless  love  unfolds, 
And  says  hell  meet  us  there. 

His  glorious  presence  fills  our  souls 
With  songs  of  loudest  praise  ; 

Let  all  that  want  a  Saviour  dear, 
Their  hearts  and  voices  raise. 

3  There's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul, 
It  came  from  heaven  above  ; 

Which  makes  me  praise  my  God  so  bold, 

And  his  dear  children  love. 
I'll  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb  of  God, 

I  love  his  ways  so  well ; 
Because  his  precious  blood  was  shed 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell. 

4  When  weeping  Mary  came  to  seek 
Her  Lord,  wiih  a  perfume, 

The  napkin  and  the  sheet  she  found 

Together  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  angel  said.  He  is  not  here, 

He's  risen  from  the  dead, 
And  streams  of  grace  to  sinners  flow 

As  free  as  did  his  blood 


REJOICIxNG.  85 

Hymn  72.     P.M. 
1  ALMiGHTf  love,  inspire 
My  heart  with  pure  desire 
Until  the  sacred  fire 
My  soul  doth  renew. 

1  love  my  blessed  Jesus . 
My  soul  with  transport  gazes 
On  him  who  died  to  save  us 

From  sins  of  crimson  hue. 

CHORUS. 
Oh  give  him  glory,  Oh  give  him  glory, 
Oh  give  him  glory,  for  glory  is  his  own: 
And  I  win  give  him  glory,  and  I  will  give  him  glorjt 
And  I  will  give  him  glory,  for  glory  is  his  own. 

2  My  tender  hearted  Jesus, 
Thy  love  my  soul  amazes ; 

Thou  cam'st  from  heaven  to  save  us 

When  lost  and  undone ; 
No  angel  could  redeem  us, 
No  seraph  could  retrieve  us, 
No  arm  could  relieve  us, 

But  Jesus  alone. 

3  In  him  I  have  believed, 
He  hath  my  soul  retrieved ; 
From  sin  he  hath  redeem'd 

My  soul  that  was  dead  : 
And  now  I  love  my  Saviour, 
For  I  am  in  his  favour. 
And  hope  with  him  for  ever 

The  golden  streets  to  tread. 

4  While  here  on  earth  I  stay, 
I'll  hope  for  that  glad  day 
When  I  am  call'd  away 

To  the  mansions  above  S 


86  REJOICING. 

There  to  enjoy  the  pleasure 
Of  unconsuming  treasure, 
And  shout  in  highest  measure, 
Hallelujalis  of  love. 

Hymn  73.     P.M. 

1  Oh  wondrous  love  of  Jesus! 
From  doubts  and  fears  it  frees  us  r 
With  pity  now  he  sees  us 

A  toiling  here  below :  ^ 

Through  tribulation  driven,  ■;\j* 

We'll  make  our  way  towards  heaven 
By  consolation  given, 

Rejoicing  on  we'll  go. 

2  Companions  now  distressed, 
By  Satan  sort  oppressed, 
Bear  up,  you'll  be  released  : 

Your  Captain  is  at  hand  • 
In  ev'ry  trying  hour 
He'1-1  shield  you  by  his  power, 
And  safely  lead  to  shore 

On  Canaan's  happy  land. 

3  See,  yonder  is  the  glory, 
It  is  but  just  before  you, 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story 

Of  Christ's  redeeming  love  : 
And  there  we  shall  for  ever 
Drink  of  the  flowing  river,    . 
For  ever ;  and  for  ever 

Surround  the  throne  above. 

4  There  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon, 


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There  on  the  banks  of  Jordan 

We'll  praise  the  living  Lamb ; 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  praises  to  his  name. 

Hymn  74.    P.M. 

1  Come  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Consolation  running  free; 

From  our  Father'snvealthy  throne, 
Sweeter  than  the  honeycomb. 

CHORUS. 
You'll  praise  God,  and  I'll  praise  God, 
And  we'll  all  praise  God  together  ; 
We'll  praise  the  Lord  for  the  work  that  he  jath  doQC) 
And  glory  give  to  God  for  ever. 

2  Wherefore  should  I  feast  alone .' 
Two  are  better  far  than  one  : 

All  that  come  with  free  good  will, 
Make  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 

3  Now  I  go  to  mercy's  door. 
Asking  for  a  little  more  ; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

4  Goodness,  running  like  a  stream 
Through  the  New  Jerusalem, 

By  a  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

5  Saints  and  angels  sing  aloud, 
To  behold  the  shining  crowd, 
Coming  in  at  mercy's  door. 
Making  still  the  number  more 


88  REJOICING. 

6  Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there, 
Comfort  flowing  every  where, 

And  1  boldly  do  profess 

That  my  soul  hath  got  a  taste. 

7  Now  I'll  go  rejoicing  home, 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume ; 
Finding  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  the  throne  of  God. 

8  Oh  return,  ye  sons  of  grace, 
Turn  and  see  God's  smiling  face  ; 
Hark  !  he  calls  backsliders  home, 
Then  from  him  no  longer  roam. 

Hymn  75.     L.  M. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  giveg  J 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  Head. 

2  He  lives  triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
He  lives  eternally  to  save. 

He  lives  all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives  exalted  up  on  high. 

3  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love. 
He  lives  to  plead  my  cause  above, 
He  lives  my  hurlgry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to,  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives  to  give  me  full  supplies, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eyes, 
Ho  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint. 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint, 

5  He  lives  to  crush  the  fiends  of  hell, 
He  lives,  and  doth  within  me  dwell, 


REJOICING. 

He  lives  to  heal,  and  keep  tne  whole, 
He  lives  to  guard  my  feeble  soul. 

6  He  lives  to  banish  all  my  fears, 
He  lives  to  wipe  away  my  tears. 
He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impajt. 

7  He  lives  my  kind  and  gracious  friend, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end. 

He  lives  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
He  lives,  and  wMle  he  lives  I'll  sing. 

8  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name, 
He  Hves  my  Jesus  still  the  same. 

Oh  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives  ! 
"  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives." 

Hymn  76.    P.  M. 

1  Ere  God  had  built  the  mountains, 
Or  raised  the  fruitful  hills  ; 

B.efore  he  fill'd  the  foimtains, 
That  feed  the  running  rUls  ; 

In  me  from  everlasting, 
The  wonderful,  I  AM, 

Found  pleasures  never  wasting ; 
And  Wisdom  is  my  name. 

2  When,  like  a  tent  to  dwell  in, 
He  spread  the  skies  abroad, 

And  swath'd  ^bout  the  swelling 

Of  ocean's  mighty  flood  ; 
He  wrought  by  weioht  and  measure  j 

And  1  was  with  him  then  ; 
Myself  the  Father's  pleasure. 

And  mine  the  sons  of  men 


.30  REJOICING. 

3  Thus  wisdom's  words  discover 
Thy  glory  and  thy  grace, 

Thou  everlasting  lover 

Of  our  unworthy  race  ! 
Thy  gracious  eye  survey 'd  us 

Ere  stars  were  seen  above  ; 
In  wisdom  thou  hast  made  us. 

And  died  for  us  in  love. 

4  And  couldst  thou  be  delighted 
With  creatures  such  as  we  ! 

Who  when  we  saw  thee,  slighted, 

And  nailed  to  a  tree  ? 
Unfathomable  wonder, 

And  mystery  di\TJie '. 
The  voice  that  speaks  in  thunder, 

Says,  '•  SiiiBer,  I  am  thine  !" 

HvMx  77.    L.  M. 
1  My  Spouse  !  in  whose  presence  I  liTfej 

Sole  object  of  all  my  desires, 
^VTio  know'st  what  a  flame  I  conceive, 

And  canst  easily  double  its  fires 
How  pleasant  is  all  that  I  meet ' 

From  fear  of  adversity  free ; 

1  find  even  sorrow  made  sweet. 

Because  'tis  assign"d  me  by  thee. 

2  Transported  I  sec  thee  display 
lliy  riches  and  glory  divine  ; 

I  have  only  mv  hfe  to  repay, 

Take  what  1  would  gladly  resign. 

Thy  will  is  the  treasure  I  seek, 
For  thou  art  as  faithfiil  as  strong ; 

There  let  me  obedient  and  meek, 
Repose  myself  all  the  day  long. 


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3  Oh  glory,  in  which  I  am  lost, 

Too  deep  for  the  plummet  of  thought ! 
On  an  ocean  of  Deity  toss'd, 

I  am  swallow'd,  I  sink  into  nought. 
Yet  lost  and  absorb'd  as  I  seem, 

I  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King, 
And  though  overwhelm'd  by  the  theme, 

Am  happy  whenever  I  sing. 

Hymn  78.     CM. 

1  Amazi!»g  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sound,) 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, — 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear 
And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed  ! 

3  Through  msny  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 
I  have  already  come  j 

Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 
His  word  my  hopes  secures ; 

He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 

As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heaj-t  shall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  shall  ceas&;  ~ 

I  shall  possess  within  the  veil, 
A  hfe  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  aaaWy 
The  sun  forbear  to  shine ; 


92  REJ0IC15G. 

But  God,  who  call'd  me  here  below 
"Will  be  for  ever  mine. 

Hym.x  79.     P.  M. 

1  ENLISTED  into  the  cause  of  sin, 
"VVTiy  should  a  good  be  evil  ? 

Music,  alas  !  too  long  has  been 
Press'd  to  obey  the  devil : 

Drunken,,  or  lewd,  or  hght,  the  la; 
Flows  to  the  soul's  undoing, 

Widens  and  strews  with  flowers  tiut 
Down  to  our  utter  ruin. 

2  VTho  on  the  part  of  God  will  ri»»  <• 
Innocent  sounds  recover ; 

Fly  on  the  prey,  and  seize  the  prtza, 
iPlunder  the  carnal  lover .' 

Strip  him  of  every  moving  strain, 
Every  melting  measure, 

Music  in  virtue's  cause  retain, 
Rescue  the  holy  pleasure. 

3  Come  let  us  try  if  Jesus'  love 
Will  not  as  well  inspire  us ; 

This  is  the  theme  of  those  above. 
This  upon  earth  shall  fire  us  : 

Try  if  your  hearts  are  tuned  to  «B^ 
Is  tliere  a  subject  greater  ? 

Harmony  all  its  strains  may  bring, 
Jesus'  name  is  sweeter. 

4  Jesus  the  soul  of  music  is, 
His  is  the  noblest  passion ; 

Jesus'  name  is  hfe  and  peace, 
Happiness  and  salvation : 


RKJOICI.NQ. 

Jesus'  name  tlie  dead  can  raise, 
Show  us  our  sins  forgiven, 

Fill  us  with  all  the  life  of  grace, 
Carry  us  up  to  heaven 

5  Wha(hath  a  right  like  us  to  sing, 
Us  who  his  mercy  raises  ! 

Merry  our  hearts,  for  Christ  is  King, 

Joyful  are  all  our  faces. 
Who  of  his  love  doth  once  partake, 

He  in  the  Lord  rejoices  ; 
Melody  in  our  hearts  we  make. 

Melody  with  our  voices. 

6  Then  let  us  in  his  praises  join  j 
I'riumph  in  his  salvation  ; 

Glory  ascribe  to  Love  divine 

Worship  and  adcration : 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 

Open'd  in  each  believer  ; 
Only  believe,  and  still  sing  on', 

Heaven  is  ours  for  ever. 

HvM.v  80.     P.  M. 

1  Burst  ye  em'rald  gates,  i.nd  hTm§ 
To  my  raptured  vision, 

All  the  ecstatic  joys  that  spring 

Round  the  bright  elisian  ; 
Lo  !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes, 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies ; 
Sun  of  righteousness  arise, 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light 
Freely  flash  before  nim  ? 

7 


94  REJOICING. 

Myriads,  with  supreme  delighl, 

Instantly  adore  him ; 
\ngehc  trumps  resound  his  fame, 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim, 
\11  the  music  of  his  name  ,  . 

Heaven  echoing  the  theme.  ▼ 

3  Four  and  twenty  eldt  rs  rise. 
From  their  princely  station  , 

Shout  his  glorious  victories, 
Sing  the  great  salvation  ; 
Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne. 
Cry  in  reverential  tone, 
'^  Glory  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  One." 

4  Hark    the  thrilling  fiymphonios,^ 
Seem,  raethinks,  to  seize  us — 

Join  we  too  the  holy  lays — 

Jesus — Jesus — Jesus  ! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song ! 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal's  tongue  ! 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung  ! 
JesuD — Jesus  flow  along. 

Hymn  81.     P.  M. 
1  How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
The  soul  that's  lill'd  with  joy  and  peaco, 
That  bears  the  fruits  of  righteousneBS, 

And  kept  by  Jesus'  power  ; 
Their  trespasses  are  all  forgiven, 
They  antedate  the  joys  of  heaven  i 

In  rapturous  lays 

Shout  the  praise 

Of  Jesus's  grace 

Try  1  lost  raco  - 


Of  sinners,  brought  to  happiness 
Through  th'  atoning  blood  of  Jesus. 

2  Satan  may  tempt,  and  hell  may  rage, 
And  all  the  powers  of  earth  besiege  ; 
Their  united  strength  at  once  engage 

To  pluck  a  soul  from  Jesus  • 
The  faithful  soul  laughs  them  to  scorn, 
He's  heaven  bound,  he's  heaven  born, 

He'll  watch  and  pray, 

Night  and  day, 

Fight  his  way, 

Win  the  day, 
And  all  his  enemies  dismay, 
Through  the  mighty  name  of  Jesus. 

3  Oh  monster  death,  thy  sting  is  drawn '. 
Oh  boasting  grave,  no  trophy's  won  ! 
The  saint  triumphs  through  grace  alone, 

To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus. 
At  length  he  bids  the  world  adieu, 
With  all  its  vanity  and  show — 

The  soul  it  flies, 

Through  the  skies, 

To  paradise. 

And  joins  its  voice, 
In  rapturous  lays  of  love,  to  praise 
The  glorious  name  of  Jesus. 

4  When  Gabriel's  awful  trump  shall  sounj 
And  rend  the  rocks,  convulse  the  ground, 
And  swear  that  time  is  at  an  end, 

Ye  dead,  arise  to  judgment, 
jj^ee  lig;htnings  flash,  and  thunders  roll, 
TJie  earth  wrapt  like  a  parchment  scroll  j 


DC  REJOICING. 

Comets  blaze, 

Sinners  raise, 

Dread  amaze, 

And  horrors  seize 
The  guilty  sons  of  Adam's  race, 
Unsaved  from  sin  by  Jesus. 

5  The  Christian,  fill'd  with  rapturo\is  joy, 
'Midst  flaming  worlds  he  mounts  on  high 
To  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  sky, 

And  see  the  face  of  Jesus. 
Then  soul  and  body  reunite, 
And  fiil'd  with  glory  infinite: 

Blessed  day ! 

Christians,  say — 

Will  you  pray 

That  we  may 
All  join  that  happy  company, 
To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus  ? 

Hymn  82.     P.  M. 

1  Oh  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God ! 
And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching  his 

word  ; 
With  watching  and  fasting  my  soul  was  op- 

press'd. 
Nop  would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  bless'd.      « 

2  The  tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  appear, 
According  to  promise,  he  answer'd  my  prayer; 
And  glory  is  open'd  in  floods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion  's  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The  news  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroad, 
And  sinners  come  crying,  and  weeping  to  God; 


REJOICING.  97 

rhoir  mourning  and  praying  is  heard  very  loud, 

And  many  find  favour  in  Jesus's  blood. 

4  Here  are  more,  my  dear  Saviour,  who  fall  at 

thy  feet, 
Oppress'd  by  a  burden  enormously  great  ; 
Oh  raise  them,  my  Jesus,  to  tell  of  thy  love. 
And  shout  hallelujahs  with  angels  above. 
«>  I'll  sing,  and  I'll  shout,  and  I'll  shout  and  I'll 

Oh  God  make  the  nations  in  praises  to  ring 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesuss  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 

0  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariot,  it  seems  to  draw 

near : 
3h  come,  my  dear  Saviour,  let  glory  appear  ; 
iVe  long  to  be  singing  and  shouting  above, 
With  angels  o'erwhelm'd  in  Jesus's  love. 

Hymn  83.     P.  M. 

1  Oh  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 
With  love  and  thanksgiving  I  fall  at  thy  feet; 
The  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh,  and  blood, 
To  thee,  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my  God, 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
I  love  thee,  my  Saviour,  I  love  thee,  my  God! 
I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost 

know ; 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show : 

3  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain 
They  cannot  unriddle  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
I'm  sure  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  I  had, 

I  could  not  the  mvst  ry  completely  describe. 


98  REJOICING, 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  oh  wondrous  a-ccount' 
My  joys  are  immortal — I  stand  on  the  mount , 
1  gaze  on  my  treasure  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  my  Saviour,  the  kingdom  to  share. 

5  Oh  Jesus  my  Saviour,  in  thee  1  am  blest ! 
My  hfe  and  my  treasure,  my  joy  and  my  rest, 
Thy  grace  be  my  theme,  and  thy  name  be  my 

song. 
Thy  love  doth  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

6  Oh  who  is  like  Jesus !   he's  Salem's  bright 

King ;  [sing ; 

He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him  and  bow  to  his 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  do  fill,  [wilj 

HvMN  84.    P.  M. 

1  Oh  Jesus,  my  Saviour  !  I  know  thou  art  mine  ; 
For  thee  all  the  p-easure  of  earth  I  resign  : 
Of  objects  most  pleasing,  I  love  thee  the  best ; 
Without  thee  I'm  v/retched,  but  with  thee  I'm 

blest. 

2  Thou  art  my  rich  treasure,  ray  joy  and  my 

love, 
(None  richer  possessed  by  the  angels  above ;) 
For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  sense  I  forego, 
And  wander  a  pilgrim  despised  below. 

3  Thy  Spirit  firat  taught  me  to  know  I  was 

blind, 
And  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to  find  : 
For  when  I  was  sinking  in  dreadful  despair, 
My  Jesus  relieved  me  and  bid  me  not  fear 


RXJOICIKG.  9i^ 

4  In  vain  1  attempt  to  describe  what  I  feel. 
The  language  of  mortals  for  ever  must  fail ; 
My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul's  in  a  flame . 
I'm  raised  into  rapture  while  praising  his  name. 

5  Though  weak  and  despised,  by  faith  I  now 

stand, 
Preserved  and  defended  by  heaven's  kind  hand ; 
By  Jesus  supported,  I'll  praise  his  dear  name, 
Regardless  of  danger,  of  praise,  or  of  blame. 
G  I  find  him  in  singing,  I  find  him  in  prayer ; 
In  sweet  meditation  he  always  is  near : 
My  constant  companion,  oh  may  we  not  pait ! 
AU  glory  to  Jesus,  who  dwells  in  my  heart. 

7  If  ever  I  loved,  sure  I  love  thee,  my  Lord, 

I  love  thy  dear  people,  thy  ways,  and  thy  word  ; 
I  love  all  my  brethren,  I  love  sinners  too, 
Since  Jesus  has  died  to  redeem  them  from  wo. 

8  When  happy  in  Jesus  I  regard  not  the  proud, 
Tho'  sinners  despise  me  for  shouting  so  loud  ; 
For  death  will  soon  call  me,  and  then  I  shall  fly, 
To  praise  my  dear  Jesus  in  mansions  on  high 

9  Through  millions  of  ages  sweet  notes  I'll 

employ 
In  praising  my  Jesus,  my  hope  and  my  joy  : 
The  glor.ified  spirits,  and  angels  around. 
Shall  all  be  delighted  to  join  the  glad  sound. 

Hymn  85.     P.M. 
I  Salvation  to  Jesus,  he's  Zion's  bright  King ! 
Oh  God,  let  thy  praises  through  all  tho  earth; 
ring  [north, 

We  hear  from  the  east,  from  the  west,  south  and 
To  conauer  tJie  nations  the  Lord's  going  forth. 


100  REJOICING. 

2  Salvation  to  Jesus  !  let  all  the  world  kn«»«r 
He  died  to  redeem  us  from  sorrow  and  wt , 
He  rose  to  ensure  us  a  justified  state — 
Come,  seek  his  salvation  before  it's  too  lata. 

3  Salvation  to  Jesus,  he's  now  gone  above 
Where  he  will  prepare  for  us  mansions  of  love 
He's  sent  down  the  Comforter  into  the  wcria 
And  causes  salvation  from  Zion  to  roll. 

4  Salvation  to  Jesus  !  his  mercy  abounds, 
And  sinners  take  shelter  in  his  precious 

wounds  :  [to  Go^. 

They  are  weeping,  and  praying,  and  coming 
And  finding  redemption  in  Jesus's  blood. 

5  Salvation  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  is  alive— 
His  word  is  now  spreading — his  work  doth 

revive. 
Oh  God  shake  the  nations  until  t^ey  submit, 
And  bow  down  with  pleasure  at  Jesus's  feet. 

6  Salvation  to  Jesus,  my  soul's  in  a  flame  ; 

I  rise  in  sweet  rapture  at  th'  sound  of  his  name 
Shout  all  the  creation  below  and  above. 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus's  love. 

7  Salvation  to  Jesus,  hell  quickly  appear 

In  bright  shining  glory  !  he's  now  drawing  near 
I'm  going,  my  brethren,  to  meet  hhn  above, 
Where  I  shall  eternally  fea<st  on  his  love. 

6  Salvation  to  Jesus,  shall  there  be  my  song, 
I'll  meet  all  my  brethren  around  the  bright 

throne  : 
With  loud  hallelujahs  all  heaven  shall  ring, 
Salvation '.  Salvation  !  to  Jesus  my  King ! 


REJOICING.  101 

Hymn  86.     P.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Love, 
I  long  tliy  salvation  more  fully  to  prove  ' 

1  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee, — oh  why  ? 
Because  ray  dear  Saviour  for  sinners  did  die. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord  knows  it 

well, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  tell ; 
From  hell  and  damnation  my  soul  thou  didst 
From  black  desperation  a  rebel  like  me.    [free, 

3  On  Zion's  bright  mountain  this  news  I  will 

tell,  [swell ; 

The   strains   of  redemption    my  bosom  shall 
With  angelic  ardour  his  love  I'll  proclaim, 
Redemption  for  suaners,  in  Jesuss  name. 

4  Redemption,  redemption  through  Zion  shall 

ring,  [sing ; 

In  the  flame  of  redemption  her  converts  shall 
Redemption,  redemption,  through  Jesus's  blood, 
is  streaming  from  Calv'ry,  and  rolls  like  a  flood. 

5  We'll  talk  of  redemption  while  we  stay  below, 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  when  upward  we  go  ! 
When  the   sun  shall   be  darkend,  the   moon 

turn'd  to  blood,  [God 

We'll  shout  fuU  redemption  in  the  king  .om  oi 

C  When  sinking  in  sorrow  free  grace  did  abound,  ^ 
Tursued  by  the  devil,  redemption  we  found, 
Our  harps  to  redemption,  we'll  tune  ev'ry  string 
Through  heaven's  high  arches  redemption  sh^ 
ring. 


102  REJOICING. 

7  Redemption,  redemption,  to  Him  that  was 

slain, 
We'll  outsing  the  angels  in  this  heav'nly  strArn  . 
Redemption  through  Jesus  for  ever  we'll  cry  , 
For  men,  not  for  angels,  the  Saviour  did  die. 

8  All  glory,  all  glory  to  Jesus's  name, 

All  wisdom  and  power  to  God  and  the  Lamb ; 
To  him  who  redeem'd  us,  the  great  One  in 

Three, 
Hosanna,  hosanna  through  eternity. 

9  The  song  of  creation  bright  angels  may  sing, 
But  we'll  sing  redemption  through  Jesus  ouy 

King  ; 
Through  ages  eternal  this  song  shall  be  sung, 
While  Jesus's  glory  inspires  every  tongue. 

Hymn  87.     P.M. 

1  Hosanna  to  Jesus,  I'm  fill'd  with  his  praises, 
Come,  oh  my  dear  brethren,  and  help  me  to 

sing; 
No  theme  is  so  charming,  no  love  is  so  warming, 
It  gives  joy  and  gladness,  and  comfort  within. 

2  Hosanna  is  ringing ;  I'm  happy  while  singing 
And  shouting  the  praises  of  Jesus's  name  : 
The  angels  in  glory  repeat  the  glad  story 

Of  Jesus's  love,  which  is  made  known  to  men. 

3  Hosanna  to  Jesus,  who  died  to  redeem  us, 
I'll  serve  him  and  love  him  wherever  I  go  ; 
He's  now  gone  to  heaven  ;  the  Spirit  he's  given 
To  quicken  and  comfort  his  children  below. 

4  Hosanna  for  ever,  his  grace  like  a  river, 
Is  rising  and  spreading  all  over  the  land 


REJOICING.  103 

His  love  is  unbounded,  to  all  it's  extended, 
And  sinners  are  feeling  the  heavenly  flame. 

Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  how  it  pleases 
To  see  sinners  falhng  and  crying  to  God  : 
Then  shouting  and  praising,  they  cry,  "  'Tis 

amazing, 
We've  foimd  peace  and  pardon  in  Jesus's  blood.' 

6  Hosanna    is    ringing,  hark  how    they   are 

singing  ! 
"  All  glory  to  Jesus,  we've  tasted  his  love." 
The  kingdom  of  heaven  to  mortals  is  given, 
And  rolls  through  my  soul  from  the  mansions 

above. 

7  Hosanna  to  Jesus  I  my  soul  feels  him  pre- 

cious ; 
In  bright  beams  of  glory  he  comes  from  above 
My  heart  is  now  glowing,  I  feel  his  love  flow- 
ing : 
I'm  sure  that  ray  Jesus  I  really  do  love. 

8  Hosanna    is    ringing,   the    saints   now   are 

singing. 
And  marching  to  glory  in  bright  royal  bands  : 
Come  on,  my  dear  brethren,  let  us  press  to- 
wards heaven, 
For  Jesus  invites  us  with  crowns  in  his  hands 

9  Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  sweetly  rises, 
I'll  soon  be  transported  to  a  happier  clime. 
Where  I  shall  see  Jesus,  and  dwell  in  his  pre- 
sence. 

And  with  him  in  glory  eternally  shine. 


104  RKJOICING. 

Hymn  88.     P.M. 

1  The  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness  and 

love, 
In  Eden  once  flowing  in  streams  from  above, 
Rejfresh'd  every  moment  the  first  happy  pair, 
Till  sin  btopp'd  the  torrent,  and  brought  in  de- 
spair. 

2  Oh   /rretched  condition !  what  anguish  and 

pain ! 
They  thirst  lor  the  fountain,  and  seek  it  in  vain , 
To  sin's  bitter  waters  tliey  fly  for  relief, 
They  drink,  but  the  draught  still  increases  their 
*  grief. 

3  Glad    tidings !    glad    tidings     no  more  we 

complain ! 
Our  Jesus  has  open'd  the  fountain  again: 
)Jow  mingled  with  mercy,  and  rich  with  fre 

grace, 
■^rom  Zion  'tis  flowing  to  all  the  lost  race. 

4  How  happy  the  prospect !  how  pleasant  th« 

road ! 
When  led  down  the  stream  by  the  angel  of  God , 
Though  shallow  at  first,  yet  we  find  it  at  last, 
A  river  so  boundless  it  cannot  be  past. 

5  Come  sinners,  poor  sinners !  it's  boundless 

and  free, 
In  Eden  once  flowing,  'twas  open'd  for  thee, 
This  water  has  virtue  to  heal  all  complaints — 
Come,  drink,  ye  diseased,  and  rejoice  with  the 

saints. 

6  Say  not,  "  I'm  a  sinner,  and  must  not  par- 

take," 
?'n  this  very  reason  the  Lord  bids  you  tako 


REJOICING.  105 

Say  not,  "  Too  unworthy,  the  vilest  of  al'  " 
For  such^  not  the  righteous,  the  Lord  came  to 
call. 

7  Come,  all  ye  dead  sinners,  here  life  you  ciay 

find ;  [blind ; 

Come,  all  ye   poor  beggars,  ye  halt   and  yo 
The  Spirit  invites  you,  the  Bride  bids  you  too ; 
(!]!ome,  call  all  your  neighbours,  they're  wel- 
come with  you. 

8  Come,  Christians,  let's  ventvire  along  down 

the  stream  ; 
The  shalicws  are  pleasing, but  oh  let  us  swim: 
Let's  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  infinite  love. 
And  wash,  and  be  pure  as  the  angels  above 

Hymn  89.     P.M. 
'\  The  Lord  into  his  garden  's  come, 
The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 

The  hiies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
.Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine. 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 
2  Oh  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

And  fruitful  soil  become  I 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose. 
Till  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one  ! 
S  The  glorious  time  is  coming  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  sou'i  a  witness  is  : 
1  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me ; 

Who  comes  to  Christ  shall  live. 


106  REJOICING. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  merciful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive. 
None  are  too  vile  that  will  repent  > 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, — 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  If  sinners  only  knew  the  Lord, 

And  would  but  taste  his  precious  woid, 

His  sweet  forgiving  love ; 
They'd  rush  through  storms  of  everj  kind) 
And  leave  all  earthly  cares  behind, 

To  gain  a  crown  above. 

6  Come,  brethren,  you  that  love  the  Lord^ 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  borne. 

7  We  feel  that  heaven  lo  now  be^an, 
It  issues  from  the  sparkling  throne, 

From  Jesus'  throne  on  high. 
It  comes  in  floods  we  can't  contain. 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  we're  ever  dry. 

8  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  where  the  living  fountains  flow 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

9  There  we  shall  reign,  and  shout,  and  sing 
3lnd  make  t.l)e  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  orot  home  * 


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REJOICING.  107 

Come  on,  come  on,  my  bretliren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there. 
For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

10  Amen,  amen  !  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there  : 
■■?o\v  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land. 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more 

Hymn  90.    CM. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 

And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  the  flood, 
Lose  ali  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dymg  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 

And  there  have  1,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 

Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save  ; 

When  this  poor  feeble,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  tijLC  grave. 


wo  REJO   CINO 

6  liftrd,  I  believe  thou  hast  prepared 
(Unworthy  though  I  be) 

For  nie  a  blood  bought  free  reward- 
A  golden  harp  for  me  1 

7  Tis  strung,  and  tuned,  for  endless  years 
And  form'd  by  power  divine  ; 

To  sound  in  God  the  Fatlier's  ears 
No  other  name  but  thine. 

Hymn  91.     V.  M. 

1  Transporting  news !  the  Saviour'f?  ccme 

To  purchase  our  salvation  i 

Let  every  tongue  his  praise  proclaim 

In  strains  of  acclamation. 

When  hell's  dark  host, 

With  wicked  boast, 
Had  compass 'd  man's  subjection, 

Christ's  woiidtous  grace 

Relieved  oui  vmm". 
By  Dici.cy'ji  aAveet  tlirection. 
The  eternal  God's  etiirrial  Son, 
And  lieir  and  partner  of  his  throne, 
In  pity  s-oop'd,  was  crucilied, 
His  nghfeousness  and  blood  applied, 
And  tJiuP  our  souls  ul  freedom  set, 
By  paying  down  the  «]readful  debt , 

We,  therefore  A\e, 

From  guilt  set  free. 
Will  joyifully  adore  him. 

2  Ho  comes  the  prisoner  to  release, 
To  cure  poor  souls  all  bleeding  ; 
To  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 
By  his  death  and  interceding  j 


REJOICING.  109 

He  breaks  in  twain 

The  galling  chain 
With  which  our  sins  had  bound  us  ; 

From  calvary 

His  pardons  free 
Have  richly  flow'd  around  us. 
One  King  of  kings,  our  Lord  mo^  ^lig^ 
Hath  ransom'd  us  to  liberty  ; 
Clad  with  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
Our  foes  beneath  his  feet  he  trod ; 
Rescued  by  grace,  we  now  no  more 
Shall  bonds  and  poverty  deplore  ; 

Fair  Salem  waits, 

With  pearly  gates. 
Our  ransom'd  souls  to  welcome. 

3  Then,  happy  souls,  come  sing  His  grace, 
Come,  sing  your  pearl,  your  treasure, 
Till  you  behold  him  face  to  face, 
With  most  triumphant  pleasure  ; 

His  grace  and  love 

With  joy  we  prove. 
While  with  delight  we  ponder, 

On  what  in  vain 

Tongue  tries  t'  explain, 
To  heaven  and  earth  a  wonder. 
Thus  while  we  sit  beneath  his  cross, 
All  earthly  gain  we  count  but  loss, 
Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside. 
But  Christ  the  Saviour  crucified, 
In  whom  both  grace  and  vengeance  join, 
To  make  poor  worms  in  glory  shino  ; 

Oh  for  this  grace 

Let  highest  praise 
Ascend  with  pleasing  rapture ! 
8 


110  REJOICING. 

4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Saviour  God  ! 
Proclaim  aloud  thy  praises, 
While  all  the  host  redeem'd  by  blood, 
In  heaven  with  transport  gazes  ; 

We  too  aspire 

With  that  blest  choir, 
In  humble,  sweet  prostration ; 

A  glorious  band, 

With  harp  in  hand, 
To  sing  complete  salvation. 
With  them  we'll  drink  immortal  joyg, 
With  them  hear  Jesus'  glorious  voice, 
With  them  behold  him  face  to  face. 
With  them  transported  on  him  gaze, 
With  them  in  heavenly  concert  join, 
With  them  in  endless  glory  shine ; 

in  loftiest  verse 

His  praise  rehearse, 
Adore  his  name  for  ever. 

Hvmn92.    L.M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise  : 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 

His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall. 
He  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foefl^ 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  o])po3e, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along. 

His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  stroi*g  ! 


REJOICING. 


Ill 


4  When  troubles,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Have  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  ; 

His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
Though  oft  his  mercies  I've  forgot, 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ! 
Oh  !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  that  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 

Hymn  93.     P.M. 
1  How  happy,  how  joyful,  how  loving  I  feel, 
I  want  to  feel  more  love,  yea,  more  love  and  zea), 

1  want  my  love  perfect,  I  want  my  love  pure, 
That  all  tilings  with  patience  I  well  may  enduro. 

2  I  want  to  be  little,  more  simple,  more  mild, 
More  like  my  bless'd  Master,  and  more  like  a 

child, 
More  watchful,  more  prayerftil,  more  lowly  in 

mind,  [kind. 

More  thankful,  more  gentle,  more  loving,  and 

3  I  want  to  have  wisdom  that  comes  from  above 
I  want  my  heart  fill'd  with  the  purest  of  love  ; 

I  want  my  faith  stronger,  my  anrlior,  hope,  sure, 
And  like  a  srod  soldier,  all  haraness  endure. 


112  REJOICING. 

4  I  want  to  be  stripped  of  all  human  pride  j 
R  U  malice  and  anger  I  would  lay  aside  ; 
From  sin  and  from  bondage  I  want  to  be  fi'ce, 
And  live,  my  dear  Saviour,  live  only  lil^e  thee 

I   While  suff 'ring,  enduring,  in  duty  believe, 
Forgiving — if  any  m}'^  spirit  should  grieve  : 
Rememb'rin'^  at  all  times  what  Jesus  did  say, 
And  set  out  anew,  and  begin  every  day. 

6  My  treasure  in  heaven  I  want  to  lay  up, 
iVhere  nothing  will  enter,  to  rust  nor  corrupt , 
Where  no  thief,  nor  robber,  will  venture  or  dare, 

deart  and  my  treasure,  I  want  should  be 
there. 

7  My  faith,  and  my  hope,  and  my  love,  and  my 

zeal, 
i  want  them  deep  rooted,  and  inwardly  feel ; 
JtTy  light  I  want  clear,  that  beholders  may  see, 
How  faith  and  good  works  in  sweet  union  agree. 

5  My  union  I  want  with  the  Father  and  Son, 

T  v.'ant  that  perfected  which  grace  hath  begun, 
With  love  and  sweet  union,  that  soothes  every 

care  ; 
And  with  my  dear  brethren  all  burdens  to  bear. 

9  Come  love  and  sweet  union,  for  thee  I  do  call, 
I  want  to  feel  more  love,  yea,  more  love  to  all; 
Oh  come,  my  Beloved,  come  hasten  to  me, 
And  fill  up  my  vessel,  full  as  it  can  be. 

30  Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  both  aged  and 

youth, 
A.-.;'  all  who  are  willing  to  walk  in  the  truth, 
Come,  fill  up  your  vessels  with  union  and  lovo, 
Ard  on  our  bless  d  journej'^  we'll  joyfully  move. 


REJOICINR  J13 

t  When  time  is  no  more,  then  from  earth  we'll 

remove, 
'■'o  dwell  in  the  regions  of  pure  light  and  love, 
With  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  and  all  holy  men, 
We'll  sing  hallelujahs  for  ever,  amen. 

Hymn  94.     L.  M. 

1  Now  m  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise  : 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
M^^  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  power  confess, 
His  wisdom  all  I'v.s  works  express  ; 

But  oh  his  love  what  tongue  can  tell ! 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
But  yet  he  undertook  my  cause, 

To  save  me,  though  I  did  rebel : 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  thmgs  well. 

4  At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
What  mercy  has  he  made  me  prove  1 
Mercy  which  doth  all  praise  excel ; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

5  If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Did  on  me  lay  his  chast'ning  rod, 
I  knew,  whatever  me  befell. 

My  Jesus  would  do  all  things  well. 

6  Though  many  a  fiery  flaming  dart 
lite  aim'd  to  wound  me  to  the  heart  j 
WHh  this  I  aU  their  rage  repel, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well 


114  REJOICING. 

7  Ofltimes  my  Lord  his  face  did  hide, 
To  make  me  pray,  or  kill  my  pride  j 
Yet  on  my  mind  it  still  doth  dwell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

8  Soon  I  shall  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath  ; 
Then,  then  my  happy  soul  sliall  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

9  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise, 
And  join  the  seraphs  in  the  skies  ; 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

Hymn  95.     L.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee  !  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  I 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  shods  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  raidi.ight  be  ashamed  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bids  darkness  flee 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No — when  I  blush,  be  this  my  sname. 
That  1  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away^ 


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No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave 
r*C  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain— 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And  oh  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  I  will  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise 
Dare  to  defend  tnis  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

Hymn  96.     P.M. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spokeili 
Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

Hfc  whose  words  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 

On  the  rock  of  ages  founded. 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose .' 

With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters 
Springing  from  eternal  love. 

Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 

Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  jSows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 

Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  givd 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hov'ring. 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear ! 

For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 

Showing:  that  the  Lord  is  near  • 


KG  REJOICING. 

Thus  deriving  from  theif  banner 
Liirht  by  night,  and  shade  by  day ; 

Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  vi^hen  they  pray. 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 
Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 

Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God . 

'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 
Over  self  to  reign  as  kirgs  ; 

And  as  priests  his  solemn  praises, 
Each  for  a  thank  offering  brings. 

5  Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I,  through  grace,  a  member  am ; 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  anti  showj 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

Hymn  97.     L.  M. 

1  Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  Turtle  Dovt» 
The  tokens  of  redeeming  love  .'' 

•m  hill  to  hill  we  hear  the  sound, 
c  neighbouring  valleys  echo  round  ' 

I  Z-on  !  hear  the  Turtle  Dove, 
e  tokens  of  redeeming  love  : 

ley 're  come  the  barren  land  to  cheer, 
And  weloonie  in  the  jubii  year.    - 

2  The  winter  's  past,  the  rain  is  o'er, 
We  feel  the  chilling  v/inds  no  more  j 
Sweet  spring  is  come,  and  summer  too^ 
4.11  things  appear  divinely  new  , 


REJOICISG. 

On  Zion's  mount  the  watchmen  cry, 
The  resurrection  's  drawing  nigh , 
Behold,  the  nations  from  abroad 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds  both  far  and  nigh, 
*■'  Oh  sinners,  turn  !  why  will  you  die  ?" 
How  can  you  stand  the  gospel  charms  ? 
Enlist  with  Christ,  gird  on  your  arms  • 
These  are  the  days  that  were  foretold 

Fn  ancient  times  by  prophets  old  ; 
They  long'd  to  see  this  glorious  light, 
But  all  have  died  without  the  sight. 

4  The  latter  days  have  now  come  on, 
And  fugitives  are  flocking  home  ; 
Behold  them  crowd  the  gospel  road, 
All  pressing  for  the  mount  of  God. 
Oh  yes,  and  T  will  join  the  band — 

Oh  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand; 
With  Satan's  bands  no  more  I'll  be, 
But  fight  for  Christ,  and  liberty. 

5  His  banner  soon  shall  be  unfurl'd, 
And  he  will  come  to  judge  the  world , 
On  Zion's  mountain  we  will  stand, 
Surrounded  by  fair  Canaan's  land. 
The  sun  and  moon  shall  darken 'd  be, 
The  flames  consume  the  land  and  sea  ; 
When  worlds  on  worlds  together  blazi* 
We'll  shout,  iuid  loud  hosannas  raise. 

Hymk  98.     P.  M. 

1  Rkjoice,  my  friends,  the  liord  it  Kinjx, 

Let  all  pro]'-!ro  to  tike  kira  m , 


REJOICIXG. 


acob  rise,  and  Zion  sing, 
11  the  world  with  praises  ring, 
»ud  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
2  I  long  to  see  the  Christians  join 
In  union  sweet,  and  peace  divine, 
When  every  church  with  grace  shall  shine, 
And  grow  to  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
Come,  parents,  children,  bond  and  free 
Come,  will  you  go  to  heaven  with  me 
That  glorious  land  of  rest  to  see, 
And  shout  with  me  eternally, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory  .'' 

4  My  soul  feels  happy  while  I  sing  ; 
I  feel  that  I  am  on  the  wing  : 

I'll  shout  salvation  to  my  King, 
Till  I  to  heaven  my  trophies  bring, 
And  there  we'll  give  him  glory. 

5  A  few  more  days  of  pain  and  wo, 
A  few  more  suffering  scenes  below, 
And  then  to  Jesus  we  shall  go, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow. 

And  there  we'll  give  him  glory. 

6  The  awful  trumpet  soon  will  sound, 
And  shake  the  vast  creation  round, 
And  call  the  nations  under  ground ; 
And  all  the  saints  shall  then  be  crown'd 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

7  Ten  thousand  thunders  then  shall  roll 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole  j 
How  dreadful  to  the  guilty  soul ! 

But  nothing  shall  the  saints  control, 
They'll  give  to  Jesus  alorv. 


REJOICING. 

8  Then  tears  shall  all  be  wiped  away ; 
Then  Christians  ne'er  shall  go  astray ; 
When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay, 
We'll  praise  the  Lord  in  endlees  day, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

9  There  all  the  saints  shall  join  in  one, 
And  sing  with  Moses  round  the  throne , 
Their  troubles  are  for  ever  gone, 
They'll  shine  with  God's  eternal  Son, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

Hymn  99.     P.  M. 

1  On  how  sweet  it  is  to  me 
At  iny  Saviour's  feet  to  fall. 
Talk  with  him  continually, 
Make  my  blessed  Jesus  all. 

2  Other  pleasures  I  have  sought, 
Tried  the  world  a  thousand  times  , 
Peace  pursued,  but  found  it  not. 
For  I  still  retain'd  my  crimes. 

3  Never  could  my  spirit  rest, 

Till  from  guilt  my  ooul  v/as  freed  , 
Jesus  now  hath  me  released ; 
And  in  him  I'm  free  indeed. 

4  Saviour,  bind  me  to  thy  cross 
Let  thy  love  possess  my  heart ; 
All  besides  I  count  but  dross  ; 
Let  me  ne'er  from  thee  depart. 

5  Li  thy  blood  such  peace  I  find ! 
In  thy  love  such  joy  is  given  ! 
He  who  is  to  Jesus  join'd, 
Fmds  on  earth  a  little  heaven 


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120  REJOICING. 

»  ■•■ 

"•  ,  Hymn  100.     P.M. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name  all  victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 

His  kingdom  is  glorious,  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruletli  on  high,  almighty  to  save, 
And  still  he  is  nigh,  his  presence  we  have . 
The  great  congregation  his  triumphs  siiall  sin^ 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honour  the  Son : 
Our  Jesus's  praises  the  angels  proclaim, 

Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory,  and  power,  and  wisdom,  and  might 
All  honour  and  blessing,  with  angels  above  ; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  and  infinite  love. 

Hymn  101.     L.  M. 

1  On  who  will  come,  and  go  with  me  .'' 
I'm  bound  fair  Canaan's  land  to  see  : 
I'll  join  with  those  who're  gone  before, 
Wliere  sin  and  sorrow  are  no  more. 

2  A  i'ew  more  rolliiig  years  at  most 
Will  land  ray  soul' on  Canaan's  coast ; 
There,  on  the  mount  of  sweet  repose, 
111  bid  adieu  to  all  m}-  woes. 

8  Oh  may  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
And  never  end  the  blessed  song  } 
Oh  may  I  always  persevere, 
And  never  stop  till  I  get  there. 


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4  Oh  what  a  happy  time  'twill  be, 
When  I  my  friends  in  heaven  shall  see  ! 
There  we  may  tell  our  sufF'rings  o'er, 
When  we  shall  reach  that  happy  shore. 

5  Oh  what  a  happy  company  ! 
May  I  be  there  that  sight  to  see, 
And  join  in  praise  to  Jesus'  name. 
All  glorious  in  Jerusalem. 

6  I  little  thought  he'd  been  so  nigh  ? 
His  speaking  makes  me  laugh  and  cry  ;- 
He  said  "  I'm  come  for  thee,  my  love, 

I  have  a  place  for  thee  above.'' 

7  Now  here's  my  heart  and  here's  my  han^ 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land ; 

My  hand  again  I  give  to  thee, 
Hoping  thy  face  in  heaven  to  see. 

Hymn  102.     CM. 

1  Salvation  !  what  a  glorious  plan  ! 
How  suited  to  our  need  ! 

The  grace  that  raises  faUen  man 
Is  wonderful  indeed. 

2  'Twas  wisdom  form'd  the  vast  design. 
To  ransom  us  when  lost ; 

And  love's  unfathomable  mine 
Provided  all  the  cost. 

3  Strict  justice  with  approvino-  look, 
Th5  holy  cov'nant  seal'd  ; 

And  truth  and  power  undertook 
The  whole  should  be  fulfill'd. 

4  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  power,  and  love 
In  all  their  glory  shone, 


122  REJOICINS. 

When  Jesus  left  the  courts  above, 
And  died  to  save  his  own. 

5  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  power,  and  lore, 
Are  equally  display 'd  ; 

Now  Jesus  reigns  enthroned  above, 
Our  Advocate  and  Head. 

6  Now  sin  appears  deserving  death, 
Most  hateful  and  abhorr'd ! 

And  yet  the  sinner  lives  by  faith, 
And  dares  approach  the  I^ord. 

HvMNlOS.    P.M. 

1  Hail,  happy  believer  in  Jesus ! 

Though  all  things  arbund  thee  may  frown, 
At  present  whatever  thy  case  is, 

This  know,  thou  art  born  to  a  crown : 
Then  let  not  earth's  trifles  oppress  thee, 

Thy  kingdom  's  preparing  above  ; 
Be  faithful,  and  Jesus  will  bless  thee 

With  joys  that  can  never  remove. 

2  Oh  envy  not  those  that  aspire 
In  splendour  and  honour  to  live  ; 

When  theirs  is  all  burnt  up  with  fire. 

Thy  portion  will  be  to  receive. 
Hail,  happy  believer  in  Jesus  ! 

No  longer  for  trifles  now  care  , 
Thy  kingdom  above  nviver  ceases, 

And  Jesus  will  soon  calUthee  there. 

Hymn  104.    P.M. 

1  Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder, 
Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name  ; 

He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder  ; 
He  has  quench'd  Mount  Sinai's  fiajne 


REJOICING.  123 

He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 

Pitied  us  when  enemies  ; 
Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us ; 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  presents  our  souls  to  God. 

'^  Let  us  sing  though  fierce  temptation 

Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down, 
For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation, 
Holds  in  view  the  conqu'ror's  crown- 
He  who  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
Goon  will  bring  us  hojuc  to  God. 

Hymn  105.    P'.  M. 

1  Come,  friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heart 

and  hand. 
The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ; 
Let's  all  walk  together,  and  follow  the  sound. 
And  march  to  the  place  where  redemption  is 

found. 

2  The  place  it  is  hidden  by  reason  of  sin. 
You  can't  see  the  sorrowful  state  you  are  in; 
Yeu're  blinded,  polluted,  in  prison  and  pain — 
Oh  how  can  such  rebels  redemption  obtain  I 

3  The  place  is  obscured,  and  darkly  conceal 'd, 
N^or  can  mortals  know  it  until  it's  reveal'd ; 
The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  him  we  will  go, 
And  there  find  redemption  from  sorrow  and  wo. 

4  And  if  you  are  wounded  and  bruised  by  the 

fall, 
lliso  up  and  press  forward,  for  you  he  doth  call ; 


124  REjoicijya. 

Or  if  you  are  tempted  to  doubt  or  <lespair, 
Then  come  home  to  Jesus,  redemption  is  there 

5  And  you,  my  dear  brethren,  that  love  your 

dear  Lord,  [word, 

Who  have  witness'd  free  pardon  by  faith  in  hia 
Let  patience  attend  you  wherever  you  go, 
Your  Saviour  has  purchased  salvation  for  you 

6  We  read  of  commotions  and  signs  in  the  skies, 
The  sun  and  the  moon  shall  be  clothed  in  dis- 
guise ; 

And  when  you  shall  see  all  these  tokens  appear, 
Then  lift  up  your  heads,  your  redemption  is 
near. 

7  Oh  then  the  archangel  the  trumpet  shall 

[sound  [ground 

And  wake  all  the  nations  that  sleep  under 
The  sound  of  the  trumpet  shall  bid  you  arise. 
To  meet  your  redemption  with  joy  in  the  skies 

8  And  then  loving  Jesus  our  souls  will  receive 
From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  relieve  ; 
Then  we  shall  be  perfect,  and  happy,  and  free. 
And  s:ing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 

Hymn  106.     P.M. 
1  Come,  all  who  have  mercy  through  Jesus 

obtain'd, 
The  hope  of  salvation  and  pardon  regain'd; 
Come  join  in  an  anthem,  let  praises  abound, 
And  tell  all  around  us  what  treasure  we've 

found. 
S  When  sin,  like  a  mountain  tremendously 

great, 
My  soul  fiU'd  with  horror  to  view  ray  sad  fato 


REJOICING.  126 

On  the  brink  of  destruction  bewailing  my  case, 
Was  akaost  despairing  of  pardoning  grace. 

3  Alone  on  the  valley  I  roved  in  distress, 

My  sorrows  too  great  for  my  tongue  to  express; 
My  heart  had  been  always  to  evil  inclined, 
A  Saviour  I  feared  I  never  should  find. 

4  When  crying  in  anguish  and  prostrate  in 

dust. 
I  ownd  to  be  sentenced  from  God  would  be  just  j 
The  Lord  by  these  words  caused  my  sorrows 

to  cease, 
*'  Thy  sins  are  forgiven  ;  arise,  go  in  peace.'* 

5  A  captive  deliver'd  from  bondage  and  pain, 
Who  long  in  a  dungeon  of  darkness  had  lain  J 
The  woods  and  the  valleys  with  praises  did  ringi 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  Priest  and  my  King. 

6  Adieu  to  this  world,  and  its  foolish  delight, 
No  longer  its  trifles  my  passions  invite ; 

I'll  follow  my  Saviour  who  freedom  can  give, 
And  cheerfully  praise  him  as  long  as  I  live. 

Hymn  107.     L.  M, 

1  Hail  !  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  : 
flail!  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 
I  fought,  with  hands  uplifted  high  > 
Despised  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light. 


136  KEIOICIVG 

Madlr  I  ran  the  sinful  race. 
Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  lo  I  the  eternal  counsel  ran 
"  AlniightT  lore  arrest  the  man  !* 
I  felt  the  arrow's  of  distress. 

And  found  I  ha.d  no  hiding  place. 
'   Vindictire  justice  stood  in  riew, 
7  0  Sinai's  fierj  mount  I  flew  ; 

5  tern  justice  cried  with  frownirsg  face, 
Jois  mountain  is  no  hiding  place. 

.    Bm  }o  '.  a  heaTenly  xoice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd ; 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  plax:^. 

r  Should  sevenfold  storms  of  thunder  roD, 

-'  '    '■  -  ■■ :-  '.'': ':  -'be  from  pole  to  polej 
:.  J  daunt  my  face, 
-  .-     _      -ding  place. 

-   On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 
hat  might  hare  crush  d^'a  w«ld  to  hell  j 
ie  bore  it  for  a  sinful  race, 
^d  thus  became  their  hiding  place. 

A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  laost, 
'•'ill  land  roe  sa:^  «n  Zion's  coast; 

Iherelsha"    '       :   ~   -_j- of  grace, 
^  ife  in  my  £  r.g  place. 

firms  li«S.     P.  M. 

1  The  voice  of  free  grsce 
Ciies  escape  to  the  motintain, 

For  Adam's  lost  race 
Christ  hath  open'd  «  fountaia. 


BFJOICIIfO.  127 


For  sin  and  transgression, 
And  every  pollution, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely 
In  streams  of  ablution. 


Hallelujah  to  tlie  Lamb, 

Who  has  purchased  our  pardon 

Wc  will  praise  him  again 
When  we  pass  over  Jordao. 

2  That  fountain  so  clear, 

In  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus's  side 

Flows  plenteous  redemption ; 
Though  your  sins  were  increased 

As  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  it  flows  freely : 

Oh  come  to  this  fountain. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  ride  on. 
Thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 

O'er  sin,  deatli,  and  hell. 

Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious. 

Thy  name  shall  be  praised 
In  the  great  congregation, 

And  saints  shall  delight 
In  ascribing  salvation. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 
Having  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 

With  our  harps  in  our  hand. 
We  will  praise  him  evermore  J 

We'll  range  the  blest  fields, 
On  the  banks  of  the  river, 

And  sing  hallelujahs 
For  ever  and  ever. 


128  REJOICING 

Hymn  109.    P.  M 

1  Arise  emd  hail  the  sacred  day, 
Cast  all  low  cares  of  life  away, 

And  thoughts  of  meaner  things . 
This  day  to  cure  our  deadly  woes 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  arose 

With  healing  in  his  wings. 

2  If  angels,  on  that  happy  morn 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  was  born, 

Pour'd  forth  seraphic  songs  ; 
Miich  more  should  we,  of  human  rac©, 
Adore  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
.     To  whom  the  grace  belongs. 

3  How  wonderful,  how  vast  his  love, 
Who  left  the  shining  realms  above  ; 

Those  happy  seats  of  rest : 
How  much  for  lost  mankind  he  bore, 
Their  peace  and  pardon  to  restore, 

Can  never  be  express'd. 

4  While  we  adore  his  boundless  grace, 
And  pious  joy  and  mirth  takes  place 

Of  sorrow,  grief,  and  pain, 
Give  glory  to  pur  God  on  high, 
And  not,  amidst  the  gen'ral  joy, 

Forgot  good  will  to  men. 

5  Oh  then,  let  heaven  and  earth  rejoice, 
Creation's  whole  united  voice, 

And  hymn  that  happy  day. 
When  sin  and  Satan  vanquish'd  fell. 
And  all  the  powers  of  death  and  hell 

Before  his  sov'reign  sway. 


REJOICING. 


Hymn  110.     C.  M. 


1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

Tq  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

%  Let  high  born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre ; 

And  as  they  tune  it,  fall 
I  'efore  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

I    Crown  liim,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 

He  fix'd  this  floating  ball ; 
i  fow  hail  the  Strength  of  Israel's  might, 
.   And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

«  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  your  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, — 
Ye  ransom'd  of  the  fall. 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Hail  him.  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord  did  call ; 

The  God  incarnate,  man  divine, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Sinners  I  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


130  REJOICING. 

8  Let  every  tribe,  and  every  tongue, 

That  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
Now  shout  a  universal  song, 

And  crown  him  Lord  ofall. 

Hymn  in.    P.M. 

1  Hail  !  the  blest  morn  when  the  great  M© 

diator 
Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends ! 
Shepherds,  go  visit  the  babe  in  a  manger  ; 
Lo  I  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 

cnoRUS. 
Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid: 
Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning. 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  was  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining  , 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  gtaU ; 

Angels  adore  him — in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour,  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 
Odours  of  Eden  and  ofF'rings  divine  ? 

Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the 

ocean,  [mine  ? 

Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  tho 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 
All  these,  his  favour  can  never  secure ; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearest  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor 

Hymn  112.  L.  M. 
1  Hear  the  royal  proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvatiou, 


REJOICING. 

Publi-siiing  to  every  creature, 
To  the  ruan'd  sons  of  nature. 

CHORUS. 
Jesus  reigns,  lie  reigns  victorious : 
Over  h(3aven  and  earth  most  glorious 

Jesus  rei^og. 

2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying, 
"  Rebel  sinners,  royal  favour 
^ow  is  offer 'd  by  the  Saviour." 

3  Hear,  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing , 
Here  is  life  and  tree  salvation, 
Offered  to  the  whole  creation. 

4  Turn  unto  the  liord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly ; 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  for  ever  ; 
Oh  now  turn  to  God  the  Saviour. 

5  'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died. 
For  you  he  was  crucified  ; 
Conquer'd  death,  and  rose  to  heaven, 
Life  eternal's  through  him  given. 

6  Here  is  life,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money ; 
Mercy  flowing  like  a  fountain, 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain. 

7  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains, 
Purhng  streams  and  crystal  fountains. 
Roaring  thunders,  lightnings'  blazes. 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 

8  Now  our  hearts  have  caught  new  fire, 
Brethren  raise  your  voices  highor, 


132  REJOICING. 

Shout  with  joyful  acclamation 
To  the  King  of  our  salvation. 

9  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation ; 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  Almighty  Prince  of  Zion. 

10  Shout,  ye  saints,  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  hath  purchased  our  redemption ; 
Angels  shout  the  pleasing  story, 
Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory. 

Hymn  113.    L.  M. 

1  My  goul  doth  in  Jesus  rejoice, 

My  heart  is  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  love  j 
With  pleasure  I  hear  his  sweet  voice. 
Which  calls  my  affections  above. 

2  Farewell  to  all  pleasures  below, 
Which  nature  and  sense  do  afford ; 
Their  honours  I'll  freely  forego, 
They're  nothing  compared  with  my  Lord. 

3  All  fulness  in  Jesus  doth  dwell, 
All  fulness  of  peace  and  of  joy  ; 

His  mercy  redeem'd  me  from  hell, — 
His  blood  all  my  sins  shall  destroy. 

4  From  idols  and  filthiness  clean, 
Perfected  in  love  I  shall  be  ; 
Then  rise  in  his  presence  to  reign. 
His  glorious  perfections  to  see. 

5  Yea,  Lord  thy  kind  v/ord  I  believe, 
My  soul  on  thy  promise  I  stay; 
Thy  Spirit  the  witness  doth  give. 
That  like  mv  dear  Lord  I  shall  be. 


REJOICING.  133 

6  Kind  Jesus,  impatient  I  wait ; 
Now,  Lord,  the  full  blessing;  impart : 
In  holiness  make  me  complete. 
Then  take  me  to  dwell  where  thou  art. 

Hymn  114.     P.M. 

1  Jesus  came  into  the  world, 
And  suiFer'd  to  redeem  us  j 

Then  ascended  up  on  high, 
And  sent  his  grace  to  save  us ! 

CHORUS. 

Ho !  every  one  that  thirsts, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters, 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 
With  Zion's  sons  and  daughters. 

2  Come,  all  ye  mourning  weeping  souls, 
Who  long  to  be  forgiven ! 

We  bring  glad  tidings  unto  you, 
From  the  high  court  of  heaven. 

3  There  is  a  fountain  open  wide, 
For  sin  and  all  uncleanness. 

Streaming  from  the  Saviour's  side, 
It  flows  in  gospel  fulness. 

4  Oh  !  seek  the  circumcising  grace, 
Be  wise,  do  not  refuse  it ; 

For  if  you  seek  your  life  to  save, 
You  will  be  sure  to  lose  it. 

5  The  cross  of  Christ  you'll  have  to  bear, 
Fearless  of  persecution  ; 

Or  groan  you  must  when  time  i»^all  cease, 

In  darkness  and  confusion. 
t)  Shall  unbelief  debar  you  from 

The  knowledge  of  your  Saviour? 


134  REJOICINiV. 

Believe,  and  you'll  be  justified ! 
Believe,  and  live  for  ever. 

7  My  night  of  3»n  and  grief  is  gone, 
My  soul  is  fiU'd  with  glory, — 

Oh  !  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
Love's  animating  story. 

8  Let  heaven  and  eartli  with  me  lUiixJ*. 
To  sing  and  shout  hosanua  ; 

The  Lord  has  pardoa'd  al"  my  siEs, 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  mAnna. 

9  See  the  crowd  that's  gone  before. 
In  paths  of  self  denial : 

They  stand  on  Canaan's  happy  shore 
And  wait  for  your  arrival. 

10  Come  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lam*- 
Be  ready  for  to  meet  them ; 

'Now  let  us  join  and  persevere, 
Till  we  arrive  in  heaven. 

11  There  we'll  all  together  stand, 
And  praise  our  God  and  Father ; 

And  sing  and  shout  on  Canaan's  land, 
For  ever  and  for  ever. 

Hymn  115.     P.M. 

1  Let  all  men  rejoice,  by  Jesus  restored  ; 
We  lift  up  our  voice,  and  call  him  our  Lord  : 
His  joy  is  to  bless  us,  and  free  us  from  thrall. 
From  all  that  oppress  us,  he  rescues  us  all. 

2  Him  Prophet,  and  King,  and  Priest,  we  pro 
We  triumph  and  sing  of  Jesus's  name  ;  [claim  \ 
Poor  idiots  ho  teaches  to  show  forth  his  praise, 
And  tell  of  the  riches  of  Jesus's  grace. 


REJOICING,  135 

3  No  matter  how  dull  the  scholar  whom  he 
Takes  into  his  school,  and  gives  him  to  see ; 
A  wonderful  fashion  of  leaching  he  hath, 
And  wise  to  salvation  he  makes  us  through  faith. 

4  The  wayfaring  men,  though  fools,  shall  not 
His  method  so  plain,  so  easy  the  way;     [stray, 
The  simplest  believer  his  promise  may  prove 
And  drink  of  the  river  of  Jesus's  love. 

5  Yet  not  many  wise  hi^  summons  obey, 
And  great  ones  despise  so  vulgar  a  way ; 

And  strong  ones  will  never  tiieir  helplessness 

own, 
Or  stoop  to  find  favour  through  mercy  alone. 

6  And  therefore  our  God  the  outcasts  hath  chose, 
His  righteousness  show'd  to  heathens  like  us  ! 
When  wise  ones  rejected  his  offers  of  grace, 
His  goodness  elected  the  foolish  and  base. 

7  To  baffle  the  wise,  and  noble,  and  strong, 
He  bade  us  arise,  an  impotent  throng ; 
Poor  ignorant  wretches,  we  gladly  embrace 
A  Prophet  who  teaches  salvation  by  grace. 

8  Poor  outcasts  of  men,  whose  souls  are  despised 
And  left  with  disdain,  by  Jesus  are  nrized ; 
His  gracious  creation  in  us  he  makes  known, 
And  brings  us  salvation,  and  calls  us  his  own. 

Hymn  116.     P.  M. 
1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew. 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  thy  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  thee,  Saviour,  forth. 


136  REJOICING. 

2  But  oh !  wnat  gentle  terms. 
What  condescending  ways, 

Doth  our  Redeemer  use 

To  teach  his  heavenly  grace  ! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 
Lo,  the  great  Angel  stands, 

And  holds  the  promises 
And  pardons  in  his  hands  ; 
Commission'd  from  his  Father's  throne 
To  make  his  grace  to  mortals  known. 

'  4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thy  name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ;  ^ 

The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  an]  peace  with  heaven 

,  5  Be  thou  my  cozinsellor, 

My  pattern  and  my  guide  ;  ' 
Artd  through  this  desert  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side. 
Oh  let  my  feet  ne'er  run  astray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  seek  the  crooked  way 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice. 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep. 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names, 
His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs. 


REJOICING.  137 

Part  Second. 

1  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 
OfFer'd  his  blood  and  died ; 

My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside. 
flis  powerful  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

2  Oh  thou  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror  and  King, 

Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing  . 
Thine  is  the  power,  behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  before  thy  feet. 

3  Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  conquest  and  a  crown : 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day. 
Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  wav, 

4  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 

And  powers  of  hell  unknown,  j 

Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 

Of  rage  and  mischief  on  ; 
I  shall  be  safe,  for  Christ  displays 
Superior  power  and  guardian  grace. 

Hymn  117.     P.  M. 
1  Hark  !  the  heralds  of  salvation, 

Joyful  news  the  angels  bring, 
('rod  himself  in  flesh  hath  entered, 
Josus  is  the  riew  born  King. 
Hail,  all  glory,  hail  all  glory, 
Lbt  the  whole  creation  sing. 


138  ftEJOlCISG. 

2  Shepherds  start  from  midnight  slumber, 
See  the  glory  shining  round, 

Gazing  on  the  blaze  tliey  wonder, 
Till  they're  prostrate  on  the  ground 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah ! 
By  the  shepherds,  doth  resound. 

3  Fear  not,  shepherds,  saith  the  angel, 
Banish  sorrow  from  your  eyes ; — 

For  in  Bethlehem's  coarse  manger, 
God,  a  spotless  infant,  lies  : 
See  Jehovah  !  see  Jehovah ! 
Veil'd  in  clay  below  the  skies, 

4  Haste  away,  ye  eastern  sages, 
See,  the  star  proclaims  your  God ; 

Fear  not  Herod,  tho'  he  rages, 
Sending  peals  of  death  abroad  : 

Rachel  mourning,  Rachel  mourning 
For  her  children  he  destroyed. 

5  Sinners  roar,  each  saint  rejoices, 
At  the  great  Redeemer's  birth, 

•  Angels  join  their  cheerfiil  voices, 

''  Good  will  to  men,  peace  on  earth :" 
Hallelujah  1  Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  in  the  Saviour's  birth. 

6  Let  all  people  have  salvation, 
Saith  the  heralds  from  above ; 

Sound  his  name  through  every  nation, 
Teach  the  world  redeeming  love  : 
Go,  ye  heralds!  go,  ye  heralds  ! 
Spread  his  name  where'er  ye  roye 

7  Jesus,  spread  thy  gospel  glory, 
Save  poor  dying  souls  from  hell  > 


REJOICING.  139 

Let  alt  nations  bow  before  tliee, 
Love  thy  name,  and  with  thee  dwell: 
Haste,  ye  heralds  !  haste  ye  heralds! 
Your  Redeemer's  name  to  tell. 

Hymn  118.     P.M. 

1  Lo  !  he  Cometh  !  countless  trumpets 
Blow,  to  raise '  he  sleeping  dead  ; 

'Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 
See  their  great  exalted  Head. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers. 
Through  th'  eternal  deep  resounds  ; 

Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail  prints, 
Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds : 
They  who  pierced  him 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation. 
Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear : 

Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 

4  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Enter  into  life  and  joy; 

Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows, 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glory, 
Jesus  brings  them  to  the  King  j 


140  REJOICING. 

There,  with  all  the  hosts  ofheetven, 
They  eternal  anthems  sing. 
Hallelujah, 
Boundless  glory  to  the  Tiamb. 

Hymn  119.     P.M.* 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 

Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 

Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay. 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  tXiXi, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 

Fire  ascending,  seeks  the  sun. 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 

Thus  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 

Upward  tends  to  his  abode. 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

5  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  ceasei  to  raourn 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

Hymn  120.  L.  M. 
I  By  faith  I  live,  by  faith  I  see, 
That  Jesus  gave  his  life  for  me ; 


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By  faith  I  venture  on  his  grace, 
And  through  his  hlood  ray  sins  efface. 

2  Yet  faith  alono  will  not  suffice 
To  bring  me  to  that  paradise  ; 

That  heaven,  where  holy  angels  dwell, 
And  souls  re^eem'd  from  death  and  hell. 

3  Our  works  on  earth  are  works  of  love, 
Which  frame  our  minds  for  things  above  j 
And  if  we  would  on  Christ  depend, 

His  blessed  voice  we  should  attend. 

4  To  blend  the  two  in  one,  we  see 
How  faith  and  works  do  sweet  agree ; 
And  through  their  influence  we  shall  fiiid 
A  God  most  gracious,  good,  and  kind. 

5  Then  let  us  learn  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  strive  to  walk  the  narrow  way  ; 
And  if  we  would  true  pleasure  find, 
Our  sins  must  all  be  lefl  behind. 

6  Thus  when  we  leave  this  world  of  wo, 
A  witness  we  shall  leave  below  ; 

That  ages  yet  unborn  may  see 
The  right  we  have  to  liberty. 

Hymn  121.     C.  M. 

1  Ye  sons  of  God,  your  tongues  employj 
And  spread  the  rapt'rous  sound  ; 

Ye -angels  join  the  gen'ral  joy, 
And  bear  the  echo  round. 

2  We  sing  of  Him  who  reigns  above, 
On  heaven's  imperial  throne  ; 

We  praise  the  God  of  boundless  love, 
And  make  his  mercv  known. 


112  REJOICINU. 

3  Salvation  to  Jehovah's  name, 
With  grateful  hearts  we  sing, 

And  join  our  voices  to  proclaim 
The  love  of  Israel's  King. 

4  Down  from  the  worlds  of  radiant  T 
Behold  the  Saviour  come, 

To  ransom  souls  from  endless  night. 
And  bring  the  wand'rers  home. 

5  He  calls  us  to  his  dear  embrace 
From  mis'ry  and  despair  : 

Bids  us  receive  his  wond'rous  grace. 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

6  We  come,  Emanuel,  at  thy  call, 
Believe  thy  gladd'ning  word  ; 

Renounce  our  sins,  ourselves,  our  all, 
And  glory  in  our  Lord. 

7  Immortal  praise  to  God  belongs, 
For  such  unfathom'd  love  : 

Join  all  below  in  rapt'rous  songs. 
And  shout,  ye  hosts  above. 

Hymn  122.     P.  M. 

1  Mr  soul,  on  wings  of  ardour  rise. 
Contemplate  yonder  happy  skies, 

Where  all  are  bless'd  with  love  ; 
Fain  to  this  kingdom  I  would  soar, 
The  world,  the  world  can  charm  no  ra<m> 

I  rise  to  realms  above. 

2  Behold  Jerusalem  the  new, 
In  all  its  glory  stand  to  view, 

Before  my  wond'nng  eyes ! 


REJOICl^tf.  J43 

What  beams  unutterable  shine, 
What  nameless  glories  all  divine, 
In  beauteous  grandeur  rise  ! 

3  The  splendid  palaces  behold, 
Glitt'ring  with  precious  stones  and  gold, 

Built  by  the  living  God  ! 
Parterres  and  groves  in  velvet  green, 
And  golden  fruit  luxuriant  seen, 

Around  each  grand  abode  ! 

4  Ten  thousand  harps  of  gold  are  strung, 
Jehovah's  love  in  anthems  sung, 

With  ecstacy  of  heart ! 
The  soft  enchanting  echoes  roll, 
Divinely  charming  to  the  soul, 

And  pleasing  joys  impart. 

5  Methinks  I  hear  the  rapt'rous  lays, 
The  pious  songs  of  love  and  praise ; 

My  soul  is  all  on  fire  ! 
I  long  to  reach  the  happy  land, 
With  them  in  Jesus'  presence  stand, 

And  swell  the  music  higher. 

Hymn  123.     L  M. 

1  The  trump  of  the  gospel  resounds  tlu-ough 

the  land. 
Repent,  for  the  kingdom  of  heaven  's  at  hand 
Awake  thou  that  sleepest,  arise  from  the  dead, 
And  Christ  shall  enlighten  thy  heart  and  thy 

head. 

2  While  the  rich,  poor,  wise,  simple,  the  aged 

and  youth, 
In  the  north,  south,  and  west,  are  embracing 
the  truth ; 


144  REJOICING. 

Bring  near,  heavenly  Father,  to  us  the  glad 

hour, 
The  times  of  refreshing,  the  day  of  thy  power 

3  With  bowels  of  mercy,  oh  Jesus,  survey 
The  great  congrega'tion  assembled  to  day  ; 
Of  various  tenets,  the  price  of  thy  blood, 
Who  all  have^revolted  and  wander'd  from  God. 

4  With  the  cloud  of  thy  glory  o'ershadow  the 

whole, 
A  deep  veneration  impress  on  each  soul ; 
And  strengthen  thy  servants  thy  word  to  pro 

claim,  . 
And  work  for  the  honour  and  praise  of  thy  name 

5  In  copious  effusion  thy  free  Spirit  shed, 
Requicken  the  living,  and  quicken  the  dead , 
Thy  image  celestial  on  penitents  stamp, 
And  waken  the  shout  of  a  king  in  the  camp. 

6  Bring  bigotry  prostrate,  like  Dagon  of  old, 
O'erturn  Satan's  kingdom,  thy  standard  unfold 
And  raise  up  an  army,  thy  name  to  adore. 
While  life's  current  flows,  and  when  time  is  no 

more. 

Hymn  124.     P.  M. 
HaJlelujah.— By  James  Montgomery 
1  Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea. 
When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore : 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 
God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  1  let  the  vrord 
Echo  round  the  earth  and  mam. 


TRUSTING  IS  PROVIDENCE.  145 

8  Hallelujah  !  hark !  the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 

Wake  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies : 

See  Jehovah's  banners  furl'd  ; 

Sheathed  his  sword  : — he  speaks ;  'tis  done  , 

And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
With  illimitable  sway ; 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll 
Yonder  heavens  have  pass'd  away : 
Then  the  end  ;  beneath  his  rod 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 
Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ  is  all  in  all. 


TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  AND  PROVIDENCE. 
HyMNl25.      P.M. 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  .•* 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness  and  Jiealth, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  or  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 

"  As  thy  days  may  demand  shall  thy  strength 
ever  be^. 

3  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  oh  be  not  dis- 

may'd  ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  • 


^'46  TRt  STING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thoe 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

to  go. 
The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  "When   through   fiery  trials  thy   pathway 

shall  lie, 
My  grace  all  sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  on  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

7  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  doth  lean  for  reposoj 
I  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour  ta 

shake, 
ni  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake." 

Hymn  126.     P.M. 

1  He  that  has  God  his  guardian  made, 
Shall  under  the  Almighty's  shade 

Secure  and  undisturb'd  abide  ; 
Thus  to  my  fsoul  of  him  111  say, 
He  is  my  fortress  and  my  stay. 

My  God,  in  whom  I  will  confido. 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE.  14' 

2  His  tender  love  and  watchful  cars 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare, 

And  from  the  noisome  pestilence  ; 
He  over  thee  his  wings  shall  spread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  shall  be  thy  strong  defence. 

3  No  terrors  that  surprise  by  night, 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  shafts  that  fly  by  day, 
Nor  plague,  of  unknown  rise,  that  kills 
]n  darkness,  nor  infectious  ills. 

That  in  the  hottest  season  slay. 

Hymn  127.     P.  M. 

1  See  the  gloomy  gath'ring  cloud 
Hanging  o'er  a  sinful  land, 

Sure  the  Lord  proclaims  aloud. 

Times  of  trouble  are  at  hand  ; 
Happy  they  who  love  his  name. 

They  shall  always  find  him  near  ; 
Though  the  earth  were  wrapt  in  flame, 

They  have  no  just  cause  to  fear. 

2  Hark  !  his  voice  in  accents  mild, 
(Oh  how  comforting  and  sweet !) 

Speaks  to  every  humble  child. 

Pointing  out  a  sure  retreat. 
"  Come,  and  in  my  chambers  hide 

To  my  saints  of  old  well  known 
There  you  safely  may  abide. 

Till  the  storm  be  overblown. 

3  "  You  have  only  to  repose 

On  my  wisdom*  love,  and  care ; 


48  TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENC*. 

When  my  wfath  consumes  my  foeB, 
Mercy  shall  my  children  spare ; 

While  they  perish  in  the  flood, 
You  that  hear  my  holy  mark, 

Sprinkled  with  atoning  blood, 
Shall  be  safe  within  the  ark  " 

4  Sinners,  see  the  ark  prepared, 

Haste  to  enter  while  there's  rooiiig 
Though  the  Lord  his  arm  has  bare(2j 

Mercy  still  suspends  your  doom  j 
Seek  him  while  there  yet  is  hope, 

Ere  the  day  of  grace  be  past, 
Lest  in  wrath  he  give  you  up, 

And  this  call  shall  prove  your  last. 

Hymn  128.    L.M. 

1  Oh  thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide  ; 
My  love  !  how  full  of  sweet  content 

1  pass  my  years  of  banishment  I 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove. 
To  souls  impress'd  with  sacred  love  ; 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  iii  the© 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  &ea. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time  ; 
My  country  is  in  every  clime  ; 

I  can  be  calm,  and  free  fiom  care, 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

4  While  place  wc  seek,  or  place  we  shun 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none  ; 

But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
Tis  equal  joy  to  go  oi  stay. 


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5  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot , 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

G  I  hold  by  nothing  here  below  j 

Appoint  my  journey  and  I  go  ; 

Though  pierced  by  .scorn,  oppress'd  by  pride^ 

I  feel  thee  good — feel  nought  beside. 

7  No  frowns  oririen  can  hurtful  prove 
To  souls  on  fire  with  heavenly  love  ; 
Though  men  artdr  devils  both  contemn, 
No  gloomy  days  arise  from  them. 

8  Ah  then  !  to  his  embrace  repair  ; 
My  soul,  thou  art  no  stranger  there  ; 
There  love  divine  shall  be  thy  guard, 
And  peace  and  safety  thy  reward. 

Hymn  129.     CM. 

1  "  I  LOVE  the  Lord,"  is  still  the  strain 
My  heart  delights  to  sing  ; 

Though  oft  my  heart  suggests  again, 
"  Perhaps  'tis  no  such  thing." 

2  Before  the  power  of  love  divine 
Creation  fades  away; 

Till  only  God  is  seen  to  shine 
In  all  that  we  survey. 

3  Nor  exile  I,  nor  prison  fear ; 
Love  makes  my  courage  great  j 

I  find  a  Saviour  every  where. 
His  grace  in  every  state. 

4  Nor  castle  walls,  nor  dungeons  deept 
Exclude  his  quick'ning  beams ; 


i5&  TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCI. 

There  1  can  sit,  and  sing,  and  weep, 
And  dwell  on  heavenly  themes. 

5  A  Saviour  kindles  all  my  joys,  I      'X 
And  sweetens  all  my  pains  ; 

His  strength  in  my  defence  employs, 
Consoles  me,  and  sustains. 

6  I  fear  no  ill,  resent  no  wrong, 
Nor  feel  a  passion  move 

When  malice  whets  her  slandTous  tongue 
Such  patience  is  in  love. 

Hymn  130.     C.  M. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  oh  Lord,  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 

From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 

And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul; 
And  grace  her  mean  abode, 

On,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  1 

i  There  like  the  nightingale  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Kor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 

Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 
»  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  life  divine, 
And,  (all  harmonious  names  in  one,) 

My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine  : 


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6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love  I 

A  boundless,  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  througli  the  realms  above, 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

Hymn  131.     C.  M. 

1  God  and  his  law  are  my  delight, 
My  glory  and  my  song  ; 

My  sure  support  by  day  and  night, 
The  pleasure  of  ray  tongue. 

2  When  darkness  overspreads  my  mind, 
His  word  supports  me  still ; 

I'm  there  convinced  that  God  is  kind, 
Though  I  no  comfort  feel. 

3  Are  my  afflictions  sharp  and  long  ? 
Does  pain  extreme  ensue  .'' 

God's  word  I  trust,  his  arm  is  strong, 
His  vpisdom  bears  me  through. 

4  Glory  to  thee,  thou  God  of  love, 
For  favours  so  divine  ; 

Who  taught  my  heart  to  soar  above, 
And  made  those  blessings  mine. 

5  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  relief, 
Had  not  thy  truth  sustain'd, 

I  must  have  perish 'd  in  my  grief, 
No  other  help  remained. 

Hymn  132.    S.M. 
1  The  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 


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2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
['ra  free  from  every  fear  ; 

Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there.  [shade, 

4  In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love, 
Shall  crown  my  following  days ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Hymn  133.     P.M. 

1  Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near. 
And  fcr  my  relief  will  surely  appear, 

By  prayer  let  me  \vTestle,  and  he  will  perform ; 
Wjjth  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  ?torm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my 

guide, 
'Tis  mine  t^  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide : 
Though  ciiterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all 

fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past  forbids  me  to  thini 
Ho '11  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink; 
Each  sweet  ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
CoAfirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  qoitd 

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4  Still  willing  to  save,  he  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
When  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with  death, 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me  to  put  me  to 

shame  ? 

5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 

Temptation  or  pain  ?  he  told  me  no  less  : 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation  must  follow  the  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup,  no  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might 

live  ; 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than 

mine  : 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good» 
The  bitter  is  sw^eet,  the  med'cine  is  food ; 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before 

long, 
And  then  oh  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song. 

Hymn  134.    L.M. 

1  Children  of  God,  renounce  your  fears  j 
Lo  !  Jesus  for  your  help  appears, 

And  loudly  speaks  as  he  draws  nigh, 
"  Be  not  afraid,  for  it  is  /." 

2  When  in  the  awful  tempest  tost, 
You  feel  your  strength  and  courage  lost, 
And  mighty  waves  roll  o"er  your  head, 
Yoor  Lord  is  near,  he  not  afraid. 

3  "^hen  mournful  tidings  come  from  far. 
Or  nations  raise  tumultuous  war, 


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And  wide  their  devastations  spread, 
Yet  he  is  near,  be  not  afraid. 

4  The  famine,  pestilence-  and  sword, 
Are  all  obedient  to  his  word  ; 

He,  riding  on  the  stormy  sky, 
Says,  "  Fear  ye  not,  for  it  is  L" 

5  When  earthly  joys  are  from  you  torn, 
Or  when  with  heartfelt  grief  you  mourn, 
To  see  your  dear  relations  dead ; 

Yet  Jesus  lives,  be  not  afraid. 

6  When  fierce  disease  attacks  your  frame, 
Your  Saviour's  love  is  still  the  same  ; 

'In  death's  dark  shade  you  need  not  fear, 
For  Jesus  will  be  with  you  there. 

7  When  stars  are  from  their  orbits  hurl'd, 
And  flames  consume  the  guilty  world, 
Even  then  your  Judge  will  smihng  cry, 

"  Be  not  afraid,  for  it  is  I." 

Hymn  135.    CM. 

1  On  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil. 
And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort,  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine  ! 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  .' 

3  No,  rather  let  me  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize  to  thee. 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 


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4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way 
Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 

A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

5  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway, 

Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

Hymn  136.    L.  M. 

J  In  what  confusion  earth  appears  I 
God's  dearest  children  bathed  in  tears ; 
While  they  who  heaven  itself  deride, 
:'liot  in  luxury  and  pride. 

/v  But  patient  let  my  soul  attend, 
And,  ere  I  censure,  view  the  end ; 
That  end,  how  different !  who  can  tell 
The  wide  extremes  of  heaven  and  hell  :* 

3  See  the  red  flames  around  him  twine, 
Who  did  in  gold  and  purple  shine  ! 
Nor  can  his  tongue  one  drop  obtain 

T'  allay  the  scorching  of  his  pain. 

4  While  round  the  saint,  so  poor  below 
Full  rivers  of  salvation  flow ; 

On  Abram's  breast  he  leans  his  head. 
And  banquets  on  celestial  bread. 

5  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  let  mo  share 
The  meanest  of  thy  servants'  fare  ; 
May  I  at  last  approach  to  taste 

The  blessings  of  thy  marriage  foast.  '^ 


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Hymn  137.     P.M. 

1  Ye  disciples  of  Jesus,  attend, 

And  ye  sinners  give  ear  to  my  call : 
I'll  tell  you  what  bliss  on  the  saints  shall  do 
scend, 
And  what  woes  on  the  wicked  shall  fall 

2  The  servant  of  God  shall  be  blest 

In  his  house,  in  his  basket,  and  store  : 
In  his  daily  employment,  and  nocturnal  rest, 
He  shall  heaven's  rich  bounty  adore. 

3  When  famine  shall  spread  through  the  land 
The  children  of  God  are  secure, 

Supplied  by  their  Father's  munificent  hand. 
Their  water  and  bread  shall  be  sure. 

4  When  nations  are  deluged  in  blood. 
And  cities  consuming  with  flame, 

No  terrors  shall  seize  on  the  servants  of  G6d. 
Their  trtist  is  in  Jesus's  name. 

5  But  where  shall  his  enemies  hide 
tVhen  his  arrows  of  death  are  abroad  ; 

Oh  !  who  can  the  day  of  his  vengeance  abide, 
If  unshelter'd  by  Jesus's  blood  ! 

6  When  the  righteous  in  sickness  shall  lie, . 
And  all  earthly  comforts  are  fled, 

His  soul  fill'd  with  rapture  shall  mount  up  oi- 
While  angels  encompass  his  bed.  [high, 

7  Not  so  with  tlie  servant  of  sin : 
While  his  body  is  tortured  with  pain, 

The  wrath  of  the  Lord  shall  consume  him  within 
And  Satan  shall  over  him  reign. 


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8  When  the  grim  monster  death  shall  draw 
And  all  his  dark  horrors  shall  bring,     [nigh, 

The  saint  shall  rejoice,  and  triumphantly  cry, 
*'  Oh  conqueror  I  where  is  thy  sting  ?" 

9  But  with  terror  and  dreadful  dismay 
He  shall  to  the  sinner  appear, 

With  a  horrible  tempest  shall  sweep  him  away 
To  the  gulf  of  eternal  despair. 

10  Wlien  the  archangel's  trumpet  shall  sound 
And  the  last  solemn  judgment  proclaim  ; 

J?o  refuge  shall  then  for  the  sinner  be  found 
From  the  vengeance  of  God  and  the  Lamb. 

11  But  when  nature  sliall  sinlt  into  nought, 
The  saints  shall  in  beauty  arise, 

And  to  the  bright  regions  of  glory  be  caught. 
To  dwell  with  the  Lord  in  the  skies. 

Hvmn138.    L.M. 

,   The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 

Clouds  overcast  my  wint'ry  sky  ;. 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee' J  call, 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  isemall. 

2  Oh  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  pertorm, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  thl:ough  the  siorni , 
Defend  me  through  each  threat'ning  ill, 
Control  the  waves,  say,  "'  Peace,  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  t^ee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  oore, 
Is  .ill  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  sliape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

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Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

.5  Though  tempest  toss'd,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek , 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again. 

Hymn  139.    P.M. 

1  They  who  trust  in  Christ  the  Saviour, 
Never  shall  confounded  be  : 

Through  his  merits  all  find  favour 

Who  to  God  for  mercy  flee. 
Though  by  guilt  and  sin  depraved, 

Though  by  grief  and  fear  oppress'd  •. 
Call  upon  him,  and  be  saved. 

He  will  give  eternal  rest. 

2  lie  binds  up  the  broken  hearted, 
He  proclaims  the  pris'ner  free  ; 

None  shall  ever  be  deserted 

Who  to  him  for  ]:^efuge  flee. 
Cast  on  him  thy  "every  burden. 

He  tiiy  spirit  will  sustain  , 
He  hath  promised  peace  and  pardon, 

None  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

3  When  with  torrents  of  temptation 
Satan  shall  thy  soul  assail, 

Then  the  standard  of  salvation 

Shall  against  the  foe  prevail. 
He  will  give  both  grace  and  glory, 

No  good  thing  will  he  deny ; 
V-Je  a  table  spreads  before  thee. 

And  shall  all  thy  wants  supply. 


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Hymn  140.     CM. 

1  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 

The  Shepherd  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 
And  gently  there  repose  ; 

Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where  . 

Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wand'ring  soul  reclaim, 
And  to  his  endless  praise. 

Instruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

4  I  pass  tlie  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
From  fear  and  danger  free  ; 

For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  In  presence  of  my  spiteful  foes, 
He  does  my  table  spread  : 

He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wme, 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  Since  God  does  thus  his  wondrous  love 
Through  all  my  liie  extend, 

That  life  to  him  I  will  devote. 
And  in  his  temple  spend. 

Hymn  141.     L.  M. 

I  Jesus  !  my  pattern  and  my  guide. 
Oil  let  me  at  thy  feet  abide  ; 
And  on  thee  cast  my  every  caie, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 


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2  While  I'm  sojourning  here  below, 
Where,  blessed  Lord  !  where  can  I  go, 
But  to  thy  throne,  and  worship  there, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer  ^ 

3  Yes !  at  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I'll  wait, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  mournful  state ; 
My  sins,  and  wants,  and  fears  declare, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 

4  Though  Satan  rages  at  my  soul, 
And  thund'ring  tempests  o'er  me  roll, 
To  seek  thee.  Lord,  I  can't  forbear. 
But  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 

5  Still  in  the  strength  of  sov'reign  grace, 
I'll  wait  and  seek  my  Saviour's  face  •, 
Soon  I  a  glorious  crown  shall  share  j 
Till  then  I'll  give  myself  to  prayer. 

Hymn  142.     P.  M. 

1  In  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice. 
With  thankful  heart  and  checful  voice 
Thus  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  i-rue, 

"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

2  Sweet  words  !  oh  let  us  bless  his  name 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim  ; 
These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue, 
*'  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

3  Are  you  in  darkness  and  distress  ? 
Does  Satan  roar  and  break  your  peace 
Fear  not,  but  still  this  truth  review 

"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

4  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  lay. 
And  pungent  sorrow  day  by  day  ^ 


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Look  to  this  word,  'twill  bear  you  through. 
"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

5  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear, 
And  overwhelm  your  souls  with  fear  • ' 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faith  renew, 
"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

6  Thus  while  yau  sojourn  here  below, 
As  pilgrims  in  this  world  of  wo ; 

Make  this  your  song,  your  journey  through, 
"  1,  even  I,  will  conxfort  you." 

7  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
l*l\at  blissful  state  v*-here  glory  reigns. 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ, 
"  God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy." 

Hymn  143.     C.  M. 

1  With  joy  let  each  afflicted  saint. 
This  cheering  truth  behold  ; 

That  when  he's  tried  he  shall  not  faint, 
But  shall  conje  forth  as  gold. 

2  This  privilege,  oh  Lord  !  I  claim. 
Nor  am  I  here  too  bold, 

That  from  the  trying,  fiery  flame, 
I  may  tiorne  forth  as  gold. 

3  What  though  the  furnace  burns  on  high, 
Still  to  this  truth  I'll  hold, 

'Tis  but  design'd  my  soul  to  try, 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

4  Herein  his  wisdom  and  his  love. 
Will  God  to  me  unfold  ; 

And  from  the  furnace  I  shall  prove 
He'll  bring  me  forth  as  gold. 


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r>  He'll  kindly  thus  consume  my  dross, 

So  in  his  word  I'm  told ; 
Nor  can  I  snfFer  real  loss, 

But  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

6  Thus  he'll  conform  me  to  his  word, 
And  cast  me  in  that  mould, 

And  through  the  goodness  of  my  Lord 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

7  Thus  will  I  sing  his  praises  here, 
Whose  mercies  are  of  old, 

And  when  in  glory  I  appear, 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

Hymn  144.     G.  M. 

1  Ye  saints,  attend  the  Saviour's  voice. 
Spoke  in  his  word  of  grace  } 

He  says,  and  in  it  oh  rejoice  ! 
'■'  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

2  Though  storms  and  tempests  round  you  roar, 
And  foes  and  fears  increase  ; 

He  says,  and  what  could  he  say  more  ? 

"  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 
^  What  though  afflictions  still  abound, 

And  troubles  still  increase  ; 
3e  says,  and  oh  how  sweet  the  sound, 

"  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

t  What  tho'  your  hearts  with  sorrow  bleed, 

And  sighs  and  tears  increa.se  ; 
He  says,  and  oh  'tis  true  indeed, 

"  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

5  Thoucrh  you  sha)'  pass  through  death's  cold 
To  gain  your  wisii'd  release ;  I  flood 


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He  says,  and  sure  he'll  make  it  good, 
"  In  me  ye  shall  have  pf,ac£." 

6  When  you  his  face  in  glory  view, 

Where  joy  can  ne'er  decrease  ; 
Eternity  shaJl  prove  it  true, 

''  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace  " 

Hymn  145.     P.M. 

1  Jescs,  at  thy  command 
I  launch  into  the  deep, 

And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot — wise  ; 
My  compass  is  thy  word  : 

My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 
I'll  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  houi 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie, 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 
And  guard  me  with  his  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  will  firm  abide, 
And  ev'ry  boisterous  storm  outride. 

4  Whene'er  becalm  d  I  lie. 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss : 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh, 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss: 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 


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5  By  faith  I  see  tlie  land, 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast : 
Oh  may  I  gain  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  disturb  no  more. 

6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace  : 

Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place  ; 
There  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find. 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

Hymn  146.     L.  M. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 

Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far, 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  that  rules  must  give. 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way , 
Plant  holy  fears  in  ev'ry  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God : 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 


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Hymn  147.     C.  M. 

1  Through  all  the  downward  tract  of  time, 
God's  watcliful  eye  surveys  ; 

Oh  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  regulate  our  ways. 

2  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love, 
Unmeasurably  kind  ; 

To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 
Be  every  wish  resign'd. 

3  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 
Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 

Even  crosses  from  his  sov'reigu  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 
My  God,  inscribe  my  name  ; 

There  let  me  fill  some  humble  place 
Beneath  the  slaughter'd  Lamb. 

Hymn  148.     P.  M. 
I  If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them  not 

thy  heart,  [part 

Lest  the  gift  ensnare  thee  from  thy  God  to 
His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 
Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation  , 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

V  If  distress  befall  thee,  piiaful  though  it  be, 
^let  not  grief  appal  thee  ;  to  thy  Saviour  flee 
He  ever  near,  thy  prayer  will  hear, 

And  calm  thy  pc;rtuiLation  : 
The  waves  of  wo  sh-ili  r^e'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  thy  sai/ation. 


166  TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it  not 

distress,  [bless 

Better  comforts  wait  thee  ;  Christ  will  freely 

To  Jesus  flee,  thj  prop  he'll  be. 

Thy  heavenly  consolation : 

,     For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erthrow 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  appro..,ch,  thee  let  them  not 

alarm,  '  [harm> 

Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  from 
He  near  thee  stands  with  mighty  hands, 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  : 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh. 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

5  Let  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from 

his  blow,  [stow  . 

For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  victory  be- 
For  death  shall  bring  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation 
'Tis  gain  to  die  with  Jesus  nigh. 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

Hymn  149.     P.M. 

1  Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger. 
Passing  through  this  darksome  vale  ? 

Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  v/ill  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 
I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  1 
Hallelujaii,  hallelujah. 

2  Pilgrim  thou  dost  justly  call  me, 
Wandering  o'er  this  waste  so  wide  ; 

l^et  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me 
While  I'm  blo«it  with  such  a  guide. 


TRUSTING   IN  PROVIDENCE.  167 

3  Such  a  guide  ! — No  guide  attends  thee, 
Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise  ; 

If  some  guardian  power  befriends  thoe, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes.  i. 

4  "Yes,  unseen — but  still  believe  me, 
Such  a  guide  my  steps  attends ; 

He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me — 

He  from  every  harm  defends. 
6  Pilgrim !  see  that  stream  before  thee, 

Darkly  winding  through  the  vale  ; 
Should  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 

Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 

6  No  :  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 
To  its  brink  my  steps  I  bend  ; 

There  to  plunge  will  be  delightful, 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

7  While  I  gazed — with  speed  surprising 
Down  the  stream  she  plunged  from  sight , 

Gazing  still,  I  saw  her  rising 
Like  an  angel,  clothed  with  light. 
Hymn  150.     C.  M. 

1  The  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 
When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 

She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high. 

Bright  as  the  morning  sun. 
The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
Adorn'd  as  a  bride,  Jerusalem 

All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  King  that  bears  the  golden  crown, 
The  azure  flaming  bow  ; 

The  holy  city  shall  bring  down 
To  l)less  his  saints  below 


168  TRUSTING  IN  PllOVIDENCE. 

When  Zion's  bleeding,  conqu'ring  King, 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy  ; 
The  morning  stars  together  sing, 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

3  The  holy,  bright  triumphant  band 
Shall  tune  their  harps  of  gold  ; 

With  palms  of  vict'ry  they  shall  stand, 

Fair  Salem  to  behold. 
Descending  with  such  melting  strains, 

Jehovah's  name  adore  : 
Such  notes  through  earth's  extensive  plains 

Were  never  heard  before  ! 

4  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 
Ye  fiends  of  darkness  fly  ; 

Though  saints  are  feeble,  weak,  and  poor 

Their  great  Redeemer's  nigh. 
He  is  their  shield — tlieir  hiding  place — 

A  covert  from  the  wind — 
A  shady  rock  of  boundless  grace, 

Throughout  this  weary  land. 

'j  The  crystal  streams  run  down  from  aeaven, 

They  issue  from  the  throne  ; 
The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driven, 

The  church  becomes  but  one. 
That  peaceful  union  she  shall  know, 

And  live  upon  his  love  ; 
And  shout  and  sing  of  grace  below, 

As  angels  do  above  ' 

Hymn  151.     S.  M. 
I  Grace,  't  is  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 


CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  1( 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 
To  save  rebelliotis  man, 

And  aJl  its  wondrous  steps  display 
That  grace  which  drew  the  plan. 

3  Grace  drew  my  wandering  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 

Thence  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  home  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

CHRISTIAN  WARFARE. 
Hymn  152.     CM. 

1  'Tis  past — the  dreadful  stormy  night 
Is  gone  with  all  its  fears  I 

And  now  I  see  returning  light — 
The  Lord,  my  Sun,  appears. 

2  The  tempter,  who  but  vately  said, 
I  soon  should  be  his  prey, 

Has  heard  my  Saviour's  voice,  and  fled 
With  shame  and  sad  dismay. 

3  Ah  I  Lord,  since  thoji  (Sfest  hide  thy  face, 
What  hau  my  sou^ndjKed  ? 

But  now  'tis  past,  ItccI  tlty  grace. 
And  all  my  wounds  are  cured. 

4  Oh  wondrous  change  !  but  just  before^ 
Despair  beset  me  roimd, 

I  heard  the  lion's  horrid  roar, 
And  trembled  at  the  sound. 


I7U  CHRISTlA-\   WARFARE. 

5  Before  corruption,  guilt,  and  fear, 
My  comforts  blasted  fell ! 

And  unbelief  discover'd  near 
The  dreadful  depths  of  hell. 

6  But  Jesus  pitied  my  distress, 
He  heard  my  feeble  cry, 

Reveal'd  his  blood  and  righteousness, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

7  Lord,  since  thou  thus  hast  broke  my  baadi^ 
And  set  the  captive  free, 

I  would  devote  my  tongue,  my  hands, 
My  heart,  my  all,  to  thee. 

Hymn  153.     P.  M. 

1  Tempted,  tossed,  troubled  spirit, 
Dost  thou  groan  beneath  thy  load  ? 

Fearing  thou  shalt  not  inherit 

In  the  kingdom  of  thy  God  .■' 
View  thy  Saviour  on  the  mountain, 
'^'^     In  temptation's  painful  hour ; 
Though  of  grace  himself  the  fountain. 

And  the  Lord  of  boundless  power. 

2  Do  thy  blooming  prospects  languish  ? 
Say'st  thou  still,  ''  I'm  not  his  child .'"' 

View  thy  Saviour's  dreadful  anguish, 

Famish'd  m  the  gloomy  wild. 
Not  a  step  in  all  thy  journey, 

Through  this  glopmy  vale  of  tears, 
Bui  thy  Lord  hath  trod  before  thee, 

And  thy  way  to  glory  clears. 

3  Though  through  seas  of  tribulation 
Jesus  calls  thee  here  to  go, 

He  hath  wrought  thy  great  salvation 
in  far  deeper  seas  of  wo. 


CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  171 

Jesus,  though  by  God  anointed, 

Christ,  the  coeternal  Son, 
As  by  love  divine  appointed. 

Treads  the  wine  press  all  alone. 

i  Sinks  thy  soul  in  waves  of  sorrow .' 

Pass  o'er  Kedron's  rolling  flood, 
Witness  there  the  doleful  horror 

Of  the  suffering  Son  of  God. 
There  the  victim,  groaning,  weeping, 

Bears  the  wrath  of  God  alone, 
While  his  senseless  followers  sleeping, 

Scarce  regard  a  single  groan. 

5  On  the  chilly  ground  extended, 
Lo  he  takes  the  bitter  cup  ! 

With  Almighty  vengeance  blended, 
Drinks  the  dreadful  contents  up  ! 

Now  the  avenging  sword  pursues  him 
Up  to  Calv'ry's  rugged  brow  : 

There  the  wrath  of  God  doth»  bruise  him,         r 
But  my  soul  escapes  the  blow. 

6  Glory,  honour,  power,  and  blessing, 
Be  imto  the  Father  given . 

Sing  his  praises  without  ceasing, 

Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven 
Glory  be  to  Christ  the  Saviour, 

Who  hath  bought  us  with  his  blood , 
Glory  to  the  blessed  Spirit, 

Glory  to  the  mighty  God. 

Hymn  154.    CM. 
1  Courage,  my  soul !  behold  the  prize 

The  Saviour's  love  provides : 
Eternal  life  beyond  the  skies 

For  all  whom  here  he  guides. 


172  CHRISTIAN  WARFARB. 

The  Wicked  cease  from  troubling  therO) 

The  weary  are  at  rest ; 
Sorrow,  and  sin,  and  pain,  and  care, 

No  more  approach  the  blest. 

2  A  wicked  world,  and  wicked  heart, 
With  Satan  now  are  join'd  ; 

Each  acts  a  too  successful  part 

In  harassing  my  mind. 
In  conflict  with  this  threefold  troop, 

How  weary.  Lord,  am  I  ? 
Did  not  thy  promise  bear  me  up. 

My  soul  would  faint  and  die, 

3  But  fighting  in  my  Saviour's  strength 
Though  mighty  are  my  foes, 

I  shall  a  conqu'ror  prove  at  length 

O'er  all  that  can  oppose. 
Then  why,  my  soul,  complain  or  fear  -' 

The  crown  of  glory  see  ! 
The  more  I  toil  and  suffer  here, 

The  sweeter  rest  will  be. 

Hymn  155.     C.  M. 

1  Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love 
Lie  just  before  mine  eye  ; 

Had  1  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  to  those  rivers  fly  ; 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind  ; 
I'd  cross  o'er  Jordan's  stormy  waves, 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

2  A  few  more  days,  or  years  at  most, 
My  troubles  will  be  o'er  ; 

I  hope  to  join  the  heavenly  host 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore 


CHRISTIA>    WARFARE.  173 

My  raptured  soul  shall  drinlc  and  feast 

In  love's  unbounded  sea  : 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest 

Is  ravishing  to  me. 

3  Oh  come,  ray  Saviour,  come  away, 

And  bear  me  to  the  sky  ! 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay — 

Make  haste  and  bring  it  nigh : 
1  long  to  see  thy  glorious  face, 

And  in  thy  image  shine  ; 
To  triumph  in  victorious  grace. 

And  be  for  ever  thine. 

.4  Then  will  I  tune  my  harp  of  gold 

To  my  eternal  King, 
Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told 

ril  make  thy  praises  ring. 
All  hail,  eternal  Son  of  God, 

Who  died  on  Calvary  ! 
Who  bought  me  with  his  precious  blood 
I      From  endless  misery. 

j  5  Ten  thousand  thousand  join  in  one 

'      To  praise  the  eternal  three, 

'  Prostrate  before  the  blazing  throne, 

:      In  deep  humility  ; 

I  They  rise  and  tune  their  harps  of  gold, 

And  join  the  immortal  choir. 
Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told 

Shall  raise  his  praises  higher. 

6  Salvation  in  sweet  purling  streams     -^ 
Through  Canaan's  land  doth  roll, 

Proceeding  from  the  throne  of  God 
To  bathe  ihe  pilgrim's  soul ; 
13 


174  CHRISTIAN  WARFARK. 

Ten  thousand  thousand  ghtt'ring  crowns, 

All  set  with  diamonds  bright ! 
And  there  my  Saviour  Jesus  reigns, 

"Who  is  my  heart's  delight. 

Hymx  156.     P.  M. 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Clirist, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation. 

And  with  sin  are  sore  distress'd  ; 
Christ  hath  sent  me  to  invite  you, 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast : 
Let  not  shame  or  pride  prevent  you, 

Come,  the  rich  provision  taste. 

ii  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting. 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  case, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  repenting, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 
If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  liim. 

Love  and  serve  him  here  below ; 
With  your  troubles  now  draw  near  him, 

He  the  blessing  will  bestow. 

3  If,  like  poor  Bartimeus  Winded, 
You  bewail  the  want  of  sight : 

Cry  to  Jesus,  Son  of  David, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  light. 
If,  like  Mary,  you've  been  keeping 

Seven  devils  in  your  embrace  : 
Fly,  like  her,  to  Jesus,  weeping, 

He  tiriil  bid  you  go  in  peace. 

4  If  your  heart  is  mibelieving. 
Doubting  Jesus'  pardoning  loFe ;— 


«  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  187 

At  his  right  hand  the  loving  Lamb, 

And  Spirit,  Three  in  One  : 
The  angels  whisper  me  away, 

Saying,  ''  My  brother,  dome  ," 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home 

8  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

Who  are  for  Canaan  bound  ; 
And  should  we  never  meet  again 

Till  Gabriel's  trump  shall  sound, 
I  hope  that  I  shall  meet  you  there, 

On  that  delightful  shore  ; 
In  mansions-o^ternal  bliss, 

Where  parting  is  no  more. 

Hymn  165.     L.  M 

1  Lift  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends, 

Oh  lial!e,  lialle,  hallelujah. 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends ; 

Oil  hal'.e,  halle,  hallelujah, 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

Oh  halle,  halle,  hallelujah, 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

Oh  halle,  halle,  hallelujah, 

2  Our  confiicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victo  y. 

If  we  but  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  Oh  good  old  way !  how  sweet  thou  art  I 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart ; 

But  may  our  actions  always  say 
We're  marcliing  in  the  good  old  way. 

4  Though  Satan  may  his  powers  employ, 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy ; 


188  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE. 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

5  The  good  old  way  is  safe  by  night , 
No  mortal  foe  our  souls  shall  fright, 
If  all  along  throughout  the  day 
We're  walking  in  the  good  old  way. 

6  Ye  valiant  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
Who  count  all  earthly  things  but  loss ; 
Continue  still  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

7  The  pillar  and  the  cloud  before ! 
The  watchmen  cry,  tlie  trumpets  roar ! 
Tall  sons  of  Anak  we  will  slay, 

And  shout  along  the  good  old  way. 

8  The  promised  land  is  just  in  view, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  go  with  you : 
Press  on,  my  soul,  and  win  the  day, 
By  running  in  the  good  old  way. 

9  Then  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  that  happy  laud  j 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

10  Then,  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We'll  meet  with  tliose  who're  gone  before; 
And  shout  to  think  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
Ity  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

Hymn  166.     C.  M. 
1    Happy  souls  !  how  fast  you  go, 

And  leave  me  far  behind  ! 
Don't  stay  for  me,  for  now  I  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  kind. 


CHRISTIAN    WARFARK.  189 

Go  on,  ffo  on,  my  soul  says  go, 

And  ril  come  after  you  : 
Though  I'm  behind,  I  feel  inclined 

To  sing  hosanna  too. 

2  God  give  you  strength  your  race  to  nuii 
And  keep  your  footsteps  right ; 

Though  fast  you  go,  and  I  so  slow, 

You  are  not  out  of  signc. 
When  you  get  to  that  world  above, 

And  all  God's  glory  see  ; 
On  that  bright  shore  your  journey's  o'er, 

Then  look  you  out  for  me. 

3  I'm  coming  on  fast  as  1  can, 
Nor  toil,  nor  danger  fear  ; 

God  give  me  strength,  may  I  at  length 

Be  one  among  you  there  ; 
Then  altogether  we  shall  meet, 

Together  we  will  sing  ; 
Together  we  will  praise  our  God 

And  everlasting  King. 

HvMNie?.    L.M 

1  There  is  a  hsaven  above  the  skios, 
A  heaven  where  pleasure  never  dies  ; 
A  heaven  I  sometimes  hope  to  see, 
Yet  often  fear  'tis  not  for  me. 

But  .>e»us,  Jeaiis  is  in}'  friend,  oh  hallelujah| 
Hallelujah,  Jesu?,  Je»us  is  my  ♦riend. 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  strait, 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate  ; 
Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein  . 
Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  nio  ia. 

13 


igr  CriRISTIAN  WARKAKE. 

3  I  travel  througli  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes ; 
The  tempter  cries,  1  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land. 

4  Through  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  f^ara 
Dimly  tlie  heavenly  way  appears  ; 

But  in  this  way  metliinks  1  see 
The  track  of  Him  who  died  for  me. 

5  I  trace  the  footsteps  of  my  God, 
Who  on  the  cross  sustain'd  my  load : 
'Twas  on  that  dark  and  doleful  day. 
In  streaming  blood  he  pass'd  tliis  way. 

G  Come  hfe,  come  death,  come  then  what  vr% 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  still ; 
Through  dangers  thick,  and  hell's  alarms, 
"  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

7  Then,  oh  my  soul,  arise  and  sing ; 
Behold  thy  Saviour,  Friend,  and  King! 
With  pleasing  smiles  he  now  loo*ks  down, 
And  cries,  "  Press  on,  and  take  the  crown, 

8  "  Prove  faithful  then  a  few  more  days, 
Fight  the  good  fight,  and  win  the  race, 
And  then  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign. 
Thy  head  a  crown  of  glory  gain." 

9  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  groimd, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  tomb  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

For  .Testis,  Jce 


CHRISTIAN  WAKF4RE.  191 

HyMNl  G8.     P.M.  • 

1  Come,  all  ye  weary  travllers, 
Come,  let  us  join  and  sing 

The  everlasting  praises 

Of  Jesus  Christ,  our  King; 
We've  had  a  tedic»us  journey, 

And  tiresome,  it  is  true  , 
But  see  how  many  dangers 

TJie  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us 
He  call'd  us  unto  him, 

And  pointed  out  tlie  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin  ; 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan^ 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare, 
Unless  we  do  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 
With  sorrow  we  confess, 

We've  had  too  long  to  wander 

In  a  dark  wilderness  ; 
Where  we  might  soon  have  fainted 

In  that  enchanted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Cemaaa 
Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace.* 

Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 

And  faith  and  love  increase. 
Confess  your  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  nis  command ; 
And  hasten  on  your  journey 

Unto  the  promised  laxid. 


192  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE. 

5  In  faith,  and  hope  and  patienc«| 
We  now  are  going  on 

The  pleasant  way  to  Canaan, 
Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone  j 

In  peace  and  consolation 
We're  going  to  rejoice, 

And  Jesus  and  his  people 
For  ever  be  our  choice. 

6  Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle, 
While  we  do  inarch  along? 

Has  conscience  never  told  you 
That  you  are  going  wrong  ? 

Down  the  broad  road  to  ruin, 
To  bear  an  endless  curse  ? 

Oh  leave  your  ways  of  sinning, 
And  come  along  with  us. 

7  But  if  you  will  refuse  it. 
We  bid  you  all  farewell ; 

We're  on  the  way  to  Canaan, 
And  you  the  way  to  hell : 

We're  sorry  thus  to  leave  you 
We'd  rather  you  would  go; 

Come,  try  a  bleeding"  Saviour^ 
And  feel  salvation  tiow. 

8  Oh  sinners  '  be  awaken'd 
To  see  your  dismal  state , 

Repent  and  be  converted, 

Before  it  be  too  late  : 
Turn  to  the  Lord  by  praying, 

And  daily  search  his  word; 
And  never  rest  contented 

Until  you  find  the  Lord. 


CHRISTIAN  WARFARK  193 

9  Now  to  the  King  immortal 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
For  in  his  holy  service 

Wo  mean  to  spend  our  days, 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  shining  world  above. 
With  everlasting  praises 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

Hyxn  169.     C.  M. 
I  Hark  !  listen  to  the  trumpeters ! 

They  sound  for  volunteers ! 
On  Zion's  bright  and  flow'ry  mount 

Behold  the  officers — 
Their  horses  white,  their  garments  bright, 

With  crown  and  bow  they  stand, 
Tinlisting  soldiers  for  their  King, 

To  march  for  Canaan's  land- 

8  It  sets  my  heart  all  in  a  flame  ; 

A  soldier  I  will  be  ; 
I  will  enlist,  gird  on  my  arms, 

And  fight  for  liberty.  / 

They  want  no  cowards  in  their  band,  • 

(They  will  their  colours  fly,) 
But  call  for  valiant  hearted  men. 

Who  're  not  afraid  to  die. 
3  The  armies  now  are  in  parade, 

How  martial  they  appear  ! 
All  arm'd  and  dress'd  in  uniform. 

They  look  like  men  of  war; 
They  follow  their  great  General, 

The  great  Eternal  Lamb, 
His  garments  stain'd  with  his  own  blood, — 

King  Jesus  is  his  name. 


i^Ji  CHRISTIAN  WARFARK. 

4  Tho  trumpet  sounds,  the  armies  shout, 
And  driv(5  the  hosts  of  hell; 

How  dreadful  is  our  God  in  arms ! 

The  great  Immanuel ! — 
Sinners,  enlist  with  Jesus  Christ 

Th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
And  march  with  us  to  Canaan's  land, 

Beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

5  There  is  a  green  and  flow'ry  field. 
Where  fruits  immortal  grow  ; 

There,  clothed  in  white,  the  angels  bright 

Our  wreat  Redeemer  know. 
We'll  shout  and  sing  for  evermore 

In  that  eternal  world  : 
But  Satan  and  his  armies  too, 

Shall  down  to  hell  be  hurl'd. 

6  Hold  up  your  heads,  ye  soldiers  bold, 
Redemption  's  drawing  nigh, 

We  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
'T  will  shake  both  earth  and  sk)"- ; 

In  fiery  chariots  then  we'll  fly. 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

And  meet  around  the  starry  throne, 
To  tune  th'  immortal  lyre. 

Hymn  170.     P.  M. 
1   Oh  !  that  I  had  some  humble  place, 

Whers  I  might  hide  from  sorrow  ; 
Where  I  might  see  my  Saviour's  face, 

And  there  be  freed  from  terror. 
Oh  !  had  I  wings  like  Noaii's  dove, 

I'd  leave  this  world  and  Satan  ; 
And  fly  away  to  realms  above, 

Where  Jesus  stands  inviting. 


J  HRltTIAX  WARFARE. 

S  My  heart  is  often  made  to  mourn, 

Because  I'm  iaiut  and  feeble; 
Aiid  when  my  Saviour  seems  to  frown, 

My  soul  is  filid  with  trouble. 
But  when  he  doth  again  return, 

And  I  repent  my  folly  ; 
'Tis  then  I  after  glory  run, 

And  still  my  Jesus  follow. 

3  I  have  my  hitter  and  my  sw^eet, 
While  through  this  world  I  travel  •, 

Sometimes  I  shout,  and  often  weep ; 

Which  makes  my  foes  to  marvel. 
But  let  them  think,  and  think  again, 

I  feel  I'm  bound  for  heaven; 
I  hope  I  shall  with  Jesus  reign, 

I  therefore  still  will  praise  him. 

4  I  want  to  live  a  Christian  here  ; 
I  want  to  die  while  shouting ; 

I  want  to  feel  my  Saviour  near. 

When  soul  and  body's  parting. 
1  want  to  see  bright  angels  stand, 

And  waiting  to  receive  me  ; 
To  bear  my  soul  to  Canaan's  land, 

Where  Christ  is  gone  before  me. 

Hymn  171.     C.  M. 

1  Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name .'' 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ; 

Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 


l96  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE. 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ' 

Must  1  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord : 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  though  they  die, 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  vath  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 

In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Hymn  172.     P.  M. 

1  Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 
Through  which  pilgrims  make  their  way 

Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day  : 
Fiends,  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2  Oh  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 
Of  the  roughness  of  the  way; 

Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 

And  your  vigour  to  decay .'' 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  with  you  : 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne 


CHEISTIAxN   WJRFARE. 


Ho  who  dyed  his  garments  for  yon, 
And  the  wine  press  trod  alone. 

3  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 
He  who  bids  the  planets  roll ; 

He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole 

Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 
Ready  to  obey  command ; 

They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 
Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4  There,  on  flow"ry  hills  of  pleasure, 
Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest ; 

Love  and  joy,  and  peace  for  ever, 
Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast 

Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 
Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high , 

rhey  on  golden  harps  for  ever 
Sound  redemption  through  the  sky } 

5  There's  a  million  flaming  seraphs 
Who  fly  across  the  heavenly  plain, 

Where  they  sing  immortal  praises ; 

Glory,  glery,  is  their  strain. 
But  raethinks  a  sweeter  concert 

Makes  the  heavenly  arches  ring ; 
And  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 

6  Oh  their  crowns  !  how  bright  they  sparkJ9| 
Such  as  raonarchs  never  wore  ., 

They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures  ; 

Jesus  is  their  Shepherd  there. 
Hail !  yo  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear  ; 


VJS  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE. 

Grief  and  sorrow,  pain  and  anguish, 
Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

Hymn  173.    P.M. 

1  Through  tribulations  deep 
Th'?i  way  to  glory  is  ; 

This  stormy  course  I  keep 

On  these  tempestuous  seas 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace,  and  bound  to  heaven. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane ; 

And  high  the  waters  flow 

And  o'er  my  sides  break  in  : 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress 
My  anchor,  hope,  can  cast 
Within  the  promises. 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast : 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  winds  and  swelling  tides. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 
And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

I  tug,  and  toil,  and  strive : 
Through  storms  and  calms  for  inanj  a  day 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fdls  my  sail, 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 
Before  the  pleasant  «alo ; 


CnRISTIAK  WARFARE.  '  199 

And  nins  as  much  an  hour  or  more. 
As  in  a  mouth  or  two  before. 

C  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight 

The  sun  doth  not  appear ; 

Nor  can  I  in  the  night 

Behold  the  moon  or  star ; 
Sometimes  for  day?  and  weeks,  or  more, 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 

7  As  at  the  time  of  noon, 
My  quadrant,  faith,  I  take, 
To  view  my  Christ,  my  sun, 
If  he  the  clouds  should  break: 

I'm  happy  when  his  face  I  see, 
I  know  thes  whereabouts  1  be. 

8  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
By  it  the  seas  I  know ; 

I  cannot  with  it  part. 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show . 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  pride. 
These  rocks  I  pass  with  care  ; 
I  studiously  avoid 

The  whirpool  of  despair  : 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shun, 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go, 
Or  near  some  coast  am  drove, 
The  plummet  forth  I  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove : 

My  conscience  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 


SJOO  CHRISTIAN  WARFARB. 

11  y\^  .  essel  would  be  lost 
*  ■     j.ie  of  all  my  care, 
sjvl  that  the  Holy  Ghost 

iimself  vouchsafes  to  steer ; 

.ad  I  through  all  my  voyages  will 

Depend  upon  my  eteerman's  skill. 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 
Which  fatal  proves  to  most,— 
For  all  this  passage  go  : 

But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelm, 
(f  God  himself  is  at  the  helm. 

13  When  through  the  gulf  I  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short,) 
The  pilot  angels  meet, 

And  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  I  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 

Hvmn174.    P.m. 

1  While  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding 

their  sheep, 
Promiscuously  seated,  estranged  from  sleep, 
An  angei  fronwheaven  presented  to  view, 
And  thus  he  accosted  the  trembling  few  : 
"  Dispel  all  your  sorrows,  and  banish  your  fears, 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour  in  Jewry  appears. 

2  "  Though  Adam   the  first  in  rebellion  was 

found. 
Forbidden  to  tarry  on  hallowed  ground ; 
Yet  Adam  the  second  appears  to  retrieve, 
The  loss  ye  sustain'd  by  the  devil  and  Eve . 


CHRISl   Afr  WARFARE.  201 

Then  shepherds  be  tranquil ;  this  instanx  arise 
Go  visit  your  Saviour,  and  see  where  he  lies. 

3  "  A  token  I  leave  you,  whereby  you  may  find 
This  wonderful  stranger,  this  friend  to  man- 
kind ; 

A  manger  his  cradle,  the  stall  his  abode, 
The  oxen  are  near  him,  beholding  your  God : 
Then  shepherds  be  humble,  be  meek,  and  lie 

low, 
I'or  Jesus  your  Saviour 's  abundantly  so." 

4  This  wonderful  story  no  sooner  was  heard, 

*"  .''han  thousands  of  angels  from  glory  appear'd  ; 
They  join'd  in  a  concert,  and  this  was  their 

theme, 
'  All  glory  to  God,  and  good  will  towards  men  : 
Then  shepherds  strike  in,  join  your  voice  to  the 

choir, 
A  nd  catch  a  few  sparks  of  the  celestial  fire." 

5  "  Hosaima,"  the  angels  in  ecstacy  cried  ; 

*'  Hosanna,"  the  wondering  shepherds  replied 
*'  Salvation,  redemption,  all  centred  in  one, 
All  glory  to  God  for  the  birth  of  his  Son : 
Then  shepherds  adieu,we  commend  you  to  God 
Go  visit  the  Son  in  his  humble  abode." 

6  To  Bethlehem  city  the  shepherds  repair 'd, 
For  full  confirmation  of  what  they  had  heard , 
They  entered  the  stable  with  aspect  most  mild, 
And  there  they  beheld  both  the  mother  and 

child : 
Then  make  proclamation,  divulge  it  abroad, 
That  both  Jews  and  Gentiles  may  liuur  from 

their  God. 


202  CHRISTIAN    WARFARE. 

7  Ye  preachers  be  faithful,  your  duty  discharge, 
Be  fervent  and  zealous,  your  promise  is  large ; 
Fear  not  to  declare  the  whole  counsel  of  God ; 
Like  comets  you'll  blaze  while  you  travel  the 

road : 
Go  make  proclamation,  declare  it  abroad, 
Tell  the  gentle  and  simple  to  corne  to  the  Lord. 

HvMN  175.     P.M.     __ 

Sitting  by  the  streams  that  glide  "^ 

Down  by  Babel's  towering  wall ; 
With  our  tears  we  swell  the  tide. 
While  our  mournful  thoughts  recall 
Thee,  oh  Zion,  and  thy  fall. 

2  On  the  willows  there  wc  hung 
Our  neglected  harps  on  highj 

Silent,  useless,  and  unstrung, 
Strangers  now  to  harmony, 
Once  our  business  and  our  joy. 

3  Then  our  proud  triumphant  foes, 
Haughty,  insolent,  and  gay, 

Call  for  music  in  our  woes. 

Sing  us  some  sweet  Hebrew  lay, 
Sacred  to  some  holy  day. 

4  Cruel  foes,  t'  insult  us  so, 
Sunk  so  deep  in  helpless  grief, 

Sighs  and  tears  to  vent  our  wo, 
Now  our  only  poor  relief. 
To  the  charms  of  music  deaf 

5  Oh  Jerusalem  !  oh  thy  fate 
Wounds  my  bleeding  heart  so  deep ; 

Let  my  trembling  hands  forget 
How  tne  tuneful  lyre  to  sweep, 
When  for  theo  I  cease  to  W9«3p. 


203 

CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 
Hymn  176.     C.  M. 

1  Our  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  mix'd  in  one, 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun  ; 
Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glovv'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 
He  stopp'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  bless'd. 
And  fiird  the  enlarged  desire. 
A  Saviour  let  creation  sLn^: 
A  Saviour  let  all  heaven  ring; 
He's  God  with  us,  wo  feel  him  ours. 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours; 
'Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er, 
We're  joining  liiose  who  're  gone  before  ; 
We  soon  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 

We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fix'd, 

With  Clirist  to  live  and  die  : 
Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

Well  cut  our  passage  Ihrough; 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 

We'll  seize  the  crown,  our  due. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still. 
The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  ; 

We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  shower. 

And  all  its  moisture  drain  : 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows. 

But  pour  the  mighty  flood  : 
Oh  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 


XU1  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 

4  When  thou  shall  make  thy  jeweJs  up, 

And  set  thy  starry  crown ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  sluiis. 

By  thee  proclaim'd  thine  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

Be  sinners  saved  by  grace  ; 
From  glory  into  glory  changed, 

]Jehold  thee  face  to  face. 

Hymn  177.     CM. 

1  United  in  affection  dear, 
With  hearts  on  Jesus  set , 

We  trust  our  God  will  meet  us  here, 

Who  in  his  name  are  met : 
Our  minds  from  earthly  cares  set  free, 

And  fix'd  on  joys  above  ; 
Each  hope,  each  wish,  each  prayer  shall  b*j 

To  share  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Oh  could  we,  Lord,  make  others  know 
The  pleasures  which  we  feel ; 

What  comforts  from  thy  goodness  flow, 

A  sinner's  wounds  to  heal ; 
Soon  would  the  heedless,  vain,  and  gay 

Thy  goodness  strive  to  prove  ; 
Forsake  their  sins,  and  seek  the  way 

To  find  a  Saviour's  love. 

3  If  to  reform  their  wicked  ways 
All  gentle  means  should  fail, 

The  terrors  which  thy  power  displays, 

Against  them  may  prevail ; 
Proud  sinners,  humbled  by  thy  wrath, 

Shall  trembling  kiss  the  rod  ; 
Oh  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  ail  proclaim  thee  God 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  205 

Hymn  178.     P.  M. 

1    The  sacred  ties  of  friendship 

tlnite  all  loving  Christians  ; 

[n  giory,  in  glory  they  shall  live  : 

No  time  or  place  shall  change  them, 
And  death  shall  ne'er  dissolve  them, 
United,  united  are  they  that  believe  i 
When  Gabriel's  trump  is  soimding, 
And  conquer'd  death's  resigning 
The  scatter'd  dust  uniting, 
The  soul  and  body  joining, 
All  join  the  grand  procession. 
And  glory  reaUzing, 
Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 

2  The  bliss  exquisite  flowing, 
The  friends  of  Jesus  shouting, 

{'Such  raptures,  raptures  flow  from  his  word  t^ 
The  angels  join  in  concert, 
While  Jesus  stands  inviting  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord  : 
Behold  the  crowns  of  glory, 
And  saints  and  angels  meeting. 
And  living  streams  of  purest  joy 
For  ever  are  increasing  ; 
Ir  azure  fields  for  ever  range, 
And  view  a  smiling  Jesus, 
Then  nappy,  happy  we  shall  be. 

3  The  sinner  's  now  lamenting , 
He  sees  the  grand  procession 

Now  marching,  marching  to  the  dazzling  throne 

His  frighted  soul  alarmed. 

He  cr'3s  with  looks  amazed, 
Farewell,  farewell,  T  am  for  ever  gone  I 
\4 


806  CHHISTIAN   FELLOW SHIl* 

Behold  a  godly  father, 

And  there  a  godly  mother, 
Who  once  did  pray  together 
They  drink  the  streams  of  pleasure, 
But  I  am  lost  for  ever 

On  waves  of  endless  sorrow, 
Then  torment,  torment  is  for  ever  mine 

Hvmn179.    cm. 

1  Blkst  is  the  man  whose  tender  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain ; 

7o  whom  the  supplicating  eyo 
Was  never  raised  in  vam. 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  gen  reus  waimth 

A  stranger's  wo  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
lie  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  axnu 
To  every  child  of  grief : 

His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unask'd  relief 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 
His  feet  are  never  slow ; 

He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eyo 
A  brother  in  his  foe. 

5  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 
And  mercy  from  above 

Descends  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

Hymn  180.     L.  M. 
I  How  sweet  is  the  cordial  of  love  1 
A  balm  to  the  sorrowful  souj  ' 


CHRISTIA5  FELLOWSHIP.  207 

If  flows  from  the  Founlain  above, 
And  makes  the  disconsolate  whole. 

2  How  happy  the  souls  that  are  blest, 
And  sprmkled  with  Jesus' s  blood  ! 
That  lean  on  Immanuel's  breast, 
And  live  m  communion  with  God ! 

3  This  heavenly  sweetness  below 
Is  common  to  all  that  believe  : 
The  joys  of  communion  they  know, 
In  bonds  of  affection  they  live. 

4  While  striving  to  gain  the  blest  shore, 
They  mutual  succour  afibrd ; 

They  look  to  the  heaven  before. 
And  follow  their  Captain  and  Lord 

5  Their  joys,  that  on  earth  are  begun, 
Will  soon  be  completed  above  : 
Their  labour  below  will  be  done 
When  lost  in  the  ocean  of  love. 

G  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
Who  sail  with  their  Saviour  below ; 
Their  union  will  then  be  complete, 
And  sorrow  they  never  shall  know 

Hymn  181.     P.M. 
I  Ye  jewels  of  my  Master, 

Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays, 
Amidst  the  beams  of  glory 

Reflect  immortal  blaze. 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 

With  pleasing  lustre  crown'd, 
Of  heavenly  extraction, 

To  Zion's  city  bound 


208  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHir 

2  Yo  lambs  of  my  Redeemer} 
The  purchase  of  his  blood, 

Who  feed  among  the  lilies, 
Beside  the  purple  flood  ; 

Go  on,  ye  happy  pilgrims. 
Your  journey  still  pursue, 

And  at  an  humble  distance 
I'll  sing  and  follow  too. 

3  When  I  beheld  your  order, 
And  harmony  of  soul ; 

And  heard  divinest  numbers 

In  pure  devotion  roll, 
And  gems  immortal  glowing 

With  such  enlivening  grace 
I  view'd  the  Saviour's  image 

Impress'd  on  every  face. 

4  Speak  ollen  to  each  other. 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind. 

And  often  be  your  voices 
In  pure  devotion  join'd  : 

Though  trials  may  await  you. 
The  crown  before  you  lies  ; 

Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims, 
And  soon  you'll  win  the  prize. 

5  Ye  shall  be  mine,  says  Jesus, 
In  that  auspicious  day, 

When  I  make  up  my  jewels. 
Released  from  cumb'rous  clay. 

He'll  polish  and  refine  you 
From  worthless  dross  and  tin, 

And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 
Will  bid  you  enter  in. 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP 

6  On  that  important  morning. 
When  bursting  thunders  sound, 

And  nimble  Hghtnings  waving, 
Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound, 

Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing. 
And  clap  your  joyful  hands  : 

Lo  !  you're  rcdeom'd  for  ever 
From  death's  corrupted  bands, 

7  As  Aaron,  with  his  girdle 
In  shining  jewels  drest. 

Bore  all  the  tribes  of  Israel 
Inscribed  upon  his  breast, 

So  will  the  priests  of  Zioji, 
Before  the  Father's  throne 

Present  the  heirs  of  glory. 
And  God  their  kindred  own. 

8  The  golden  bells  will  echo 
Around  the  sacred  hill ; 

And  sweet  immortal  antherna 

The  vocal  regions  fill ; 
In  everlasting  beauty 

The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  rock  of  ages, 

Amid  the  promised  land. 

9  We'll  range  the  vAde  dominioa 
Of  our  Redeemer  round, 

And  in  dissolving  raptures 
Be  lost  in  love  profound  : 

While  all  the  flaming  harpers 
Begin  the  lasting  sung, 

With  hallelujahs  rolling 
From  the  unnuraber'd  thronjj 


210  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 

Hymn  182.     C.  M. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  s'lghif 
When  those  that  love  the  Lcrd, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word. 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brotlier  s  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 

When  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  all  above, 

Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  When  love  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flows  ; 

When  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glows. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 

And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Hymn  183.     C.  M. 

1  In  all  my  Lords  appointed  ways, 
My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  loTed  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leads ; 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes  : 

Hind'^r  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command. 


CHTlSriAN  FELLOWSHIP,  211 

Hinder  me  not,  for  T  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
"  Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee." 

Hymn  184.     P.M. 

1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around. 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found — 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh  receive  m6  to  your  rest. 

2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam. 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  ray  soul  no  more  ; 

Ev'ry  idol  I  rdsign. 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 
Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp  and  powel" 

Welcome  poverty  and  cross, 

.■    Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  liour^ 

"  Follow  me,"  I  know  thy  voice— 

Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see ; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice, 

Light  tb;^'  burden  now  to  me 


21S  CHRISTIAN  FELLOW-iHtr 

Hymn  185.     C.  M. 

1  What  ]»oor  despised  company 
Of  travellers  are  these, 

That  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

2  Ah,  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 
All  children  of  a  King  , 

Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo  !  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  then  do  they  appear  so  mean, 
And  why  so  much  despised  ? 

Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen. 
The  world  is  not  apprised. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress'd 
And  lacking  daily  bread ; 

Ah,  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possess 'd 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 
That  rugged  thorny  maze  ? 

Why  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod, — 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  do  they  shun  the  plcasin|^  patli. 
That  worldings  love  so  well  ? 

Because  that  is  the  foad  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road 
To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 

Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 
No  other  can  be  found. 

Hymn  187.     P.  M. 
I  The  Christians  of  o'ld  united  in  one» 
As  sheep  in  a  fold  were  never  alone  > 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  216 

As  birds  of  a  feather  they  flock'd  to  their  nest, 
And  shelter'd  together  in  Jesus's  breast. 

2  However  employ'd,  their  joy  was  the  same  , 
Tliey  never  were  cioy'd  in  hymning  the  Lamb  ; 
Their  sole  recreation  to  sing  of  his  praise, 
And  pubhsh  salvation  by  Jesus's  grace. 

3  Small  learning  they  had,  and  wanted  no 

more, 

.Not  many  could  read,  but  all  could  adore ; 

No  help  from  the  college  or  school  they  re- 
ceived, [believed 

Content  with  his  knowledge  in  whom  they 

4  No  riches  had  they,  but  riches  of  grace  ; 
No  fondness  for  play,  or  passion  for  praise ; 
No  moments  of  leisure  for  trifling  employs, 
Possest  of  the  treasure  in  God  to  rejoice. 

5  Men  in  their  own  eyes  were  children  again, 
And  children  were  wise  and  solid  as  men ; 
The  women  were  fearful  of  nothing  but  sin, 
Their  hearts  were  all  cheerful,  their  conscien- 
ces clean. 

0  Wrapt  up  in  their  Lord,  his  service  and  love, 
They  lived  and  adored,  like  angels  above  ; 

To  keep  in  his  favour  their  lives  they  laid 

down. 
And  now  with  their  Saviour  inherit  the  crown. 

Hymn  187.     P.  M. 

1  Oh  where  are  the  men  with  virtue  endow'd, 
To  hve  as  did  then  the  servants  of  God  ? 
The  ancient  example,  who  shows  us  again, 
Courageous  to  trample  on  pleasure  and  paia! 


214  PROSPECT  OF   HEAVEN. 

2  Oh  Jesus,  on  us  the  blessing  hestow, 
Us  Uttle  ones  choose  thy  glory  to  show ; 
In  this  generation  thy  witnesses  raise  ; 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  the  vessels  of  grace. 

3  Accept  our  desire,  and  give  us  thy  love, 
Thy  children  inspire  with  faith  from  above ; 
Purge  out  the  old  leaven,  and  early  convert, 
And  open  a  heaven  of  grace  in  our  heart. 

4  Begotten  again  and  principled  right, 
Good  works  to  maintain,  and  walk  in  thy  light 
We  then  shall  recover  that  visrour  of  grace, 
And  gladly  live  over  those  primitive  days. 

5  Our  moments  below  shall  pleasantly  glide. 
While  nothing  we  know  but  Christ  crucified  ; 
Our  whole  conversation  in  songs  shall  approve, 
Thy  wonderful  passion,  thy  ransoming  love. 

6  And  if  we  must  win  the  crown,  like  our  God, 
And  strive  against  sin  resisting  to  blood, 

We  more  <,han  victorious  o"er  death  shall  arise ; 
All  happy  and  glorious  with  Christ  in  the  skies 

PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 
Hymn  188.  CM. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 

"Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  our  cage, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward  and  attend 
The  whispers  of  his  love, 

Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
YV  here  Jesus  nleada  above 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  219 

3  Sweet  to  look  back  and  see  my  name 
In  life's  fair  book  set  down, 

Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 
What  nmst  the  fountain  be  ? 

Where  saints  and  angels  draw  the  bliss 
Immediately  from  Thee. 

Hymn  189.     C.  M. 

1  Bold  soldiers  all,  on  you  I  call, 
Although  you  are  but  few : 

When  you've  done  all,  stand  fast,  and  keep 

The  glorious  p.ize  in  view  ! 
The  time  draws  nigh  Vi^hen  you  and  I 

Must  cross  bold  Jordan's  flood : 
On  wings  of  love  we'll  soar  above. 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

2  The  city  hath  foundations  twelve, 
And  golden  gates  the  same — 

All  paved,  and  set  with  diamonds  bright, 

On  each  engraved  a  name  : 
All  round  this  glorious  city,  shine 

The  walls  of  dazzling  gold  ; 
No  mortal  eye  can  reach  so  high. 

Those  glories  to  behold. 

3  I  long  to  see  that  heavenly  place, 
And  to  return  no  more  ; 

1  long  to  sing  redeeming  grace 

On  Canaan's  blissflil  shore  : 
1  long  to  see  my  blessed  God, 

Who  saved  my  soul  from  hell : 
I  long  to  see  my  brethren  there, 

Whom  I  do  love  so  well. 


210  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEH. 

4  Bright  shining  armies  there  to  join. 
Adoring  round  the  throne, 

And  everlasting  praises  sing, 
To  the  great  Three  in  One  : 

There  parents  and  the  children  too, 
May  join  the  heavenly  throng — 

I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there, 
And  then  renew  my  song. 

5  My  soul  is  rising,  while  I  sing, 
Towards  the  blissful  goal : 

I  feel  the  love  of  Christ,  my  King, 
]\ow  running  through  my  soul 

My  soul  is  struggling  to  be  gone 
To  those  bright  worlds  above. 

To  shout  and  sing  redeeming  grace, 
In  strains  of  perfect  love. 

Hymn  190.     C.  M. 

1  Jerusalem  1  my  happy  home  ! 
Oh  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 

When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end! 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
Oh  th«3  place,  the  happy  place ! 
The  place  where  .Tesus  reigns: 
Tiie  place  where  Christians  all  shall  meet 
Never  to  part  again. 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 
Most  glorious  to  behold  ! 

Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl. 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Tliy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  fruits 
My  study  long  have  been  ; 

Such  sparkling  light  by  human  sight. 
Has  never  yet  been  seen 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVKN  Q17 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence : 

What  folly's  this,  that  I  should  dreail 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  . 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thme  arm  of  graco 
And  cause  nie  to  ascend, 

Where  congregations  rui'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6  When  wilt  thou  come  to  me,  oh  Lord 
Come,  oh  my  Lord  most  dear, 

Come,  blessed  Saviour,  nearer  still, 
I'm  well  when  thou  art  near. 

7  Jesus,  my  love,  to  glory's  gone, 
Him  will  I  go  and  see. 

And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
I  hope  will  follow  me. 

8  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
I  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 

And  if  I  here  no  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

9  We  there  shall  meet  no  more  to  part, 
And  heaven  shall  ring  with  praise  ; 

While  Jesus'  love  in  every  heart, 
Shall  tune  the  song  free  grace. 

10  Millions  of  years  around  may  run, 
Our  song  will  still  go  on, 

To  praise  The  Fatherand  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 

n  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  yean^ 
Bright  shiiiing  as  the  sun, 


218  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praiM| 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

12  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home ! 

When  ^all  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

Hymn  191.    P.M. 

Ye  travellers  to  paradise, 

(That  happy,  happy  state  !) 
Whose  name,  and  ways,  and  spirit, 

A  wicked  worVd  doth  hate  ; 
Your  highway  lies  before  you, 

And  upward  doth  ascend, 
And  leads  you  ol  to  glory, 

To  see  your  dearest  Friend. 

2  A  Friend  that's  nearer  to  you 
Than  any  brother  here. 

Your  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 

Your  great  Redeemer  dear ; 
Who  once  a  human  body 

Upon  himself  did  take. 
Us  sinners  heirs  of  glory 

Eternally  to  make. 

3  Who  suffer'd,  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died> 
Upon  the  Roman  cross, 

To  make  atonement  for  our  sins, 

And  to  retrieve  our  loss. 
He  gain'd  our  pardon  when  he  died, 

And  so  removed  the  curse, 
And  then  ascended  up  on  high, 

To  intercede  for  us. 


PROSPECT  OF  UEAVEW.  ^19 

i  Exalted  there,  at  God's  right  hand, 

Tlie  loving  Lamb  doth  sit, 
And  shows  his  wounded  body, 

His  head,  his  hands,  his  feel ; 
Be  pleads  his  matchless  merit 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
And  sends  us  down  his  Spirit, 

And  holds  us  out  a  crown. 

5  Oh  brethren,  look  upon  that  crown, 
And  see  how  bright  it  shines  ! 

Exceeding  far  in  lustre 

Diana's  silver  shrines ; 
Its  value  is  immensely  gre-at, 

Surpassing  human  thought ; 
So  rich  a  crown  was  never  yet 

With  gold  or  silver  bouglit. 

6  A  crown  of  life,  of  endless  life  !  ^ 
The  gracious  gift  of  God  ! 

To  which  you  have  a  title 

Through  faith  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
And  you  your  title  still  may  hold  : 

And  now  by  faith  may  view 
The  Lamb  once  slain,  but  risen  again. 

To  intercede  for  you. 

7  Don't  you  grow  faint  and  weary, 
As  many  a  one  hath  done, 

But'finish  well  your  journey 

As  you  liave  now  begun , 
You're  on  a  state  of  trial, 

But  it  will  shortly  end  , 
And  you'll  ascend  to  gloiy, 

To  see  your  dearest  Friend 


S20  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEir. 

8  Not  transiently  to  vbit, 

(And  then  to  earth  remove,) 
But  dwell  for  ever  with  the  Lord, 

And  live  upon  his  love  ; 
Your  sin  shall  cease  to  trouble  there. 

Temptations  will  be  o'er  ; 
Oh  brethren,  keep  a  closer  walk 

And  love  your  Jesus  more. 

Hymn  192.     P.M. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 
Where  streams  of  joy  for  eve  _  .'oil. 

Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, 
And  there  I  long  to  rest  my  soul 

Long  darkness  dwelt  around  me, 
With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray  ; 

But  since  my  Saviour  found  me, 
A  lamp  has  shone  along  my  way. 

2  My  way  is  full  of  danger  ; 

But  'tis  the  path  that  leads  to  God, 
And  hke  a  faithful  soldier, 

I'll  boldly  march  along  the  road. 
Now  I  must  gird  my  sv/ord  on. 

My  breastplate,  helmet,  and  my  shield 
And  fight  the  host  of  Satan, 

Until  I  reach  the  heavenly  field. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  Zion, 

Still  guided  by  my  Saviour's  hand ; 
Oh  come  along,  dear  sinners, 

And  see  Immanucl's  happy  land  • 
To  all  who  stay  behind  mo, 

I  bid  a  long,  a  long  farewell ; 
Come  now,  or  you'll  repent  it, 

"When  you  shall  reach  the  ^ates  of  heD 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVES.  281 

4  The  vale  of  tears  surrounds  me, 
And  Jordan's  current  rolls  before ; 

Oh  how  I  stand  and  tremble 

To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar ' 
Whose  hand  shall  then  support  me, 

And  keep  my  soul  from  sinking  there  ? 
From  sinking  down  to  darkness. 

And  to  the  regions  of  despair  ? 

5  The  stream  shall  not  affright  me, 
Although  'tis  deeper  than  the  grave  j 

If  Jesus  stands  beside  me 

I'll  smoothly  ride  on  Jordan's  wave  . 
His  word  has  calm'd  the  ocean, 

His  lamp  has  cheer'd  the  gloomy  vale, 
Oh  !  may  this  Friend  be  with  me 

While  through  the  gates  of  death  I  sail 

6  Come  then,  thou  king  of  terrors, 
And  with  thy  dagger  lay  me  low — 

I  then  shall  reach  those  regions 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow 

Oh  sinners  !  shall  I  leave  you  ? 
No  more  to  join  your  social  band  ' 

No  more  to  stand  beside  you. 
Till  at  the  judgment  bar  we  stand  ? 

7  Soon  the  apchangel's  trumpet 

Shall  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  poltt. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 

Shall  in  a  moiTtent  cease  to  roll ; 
Then  we  sliall  see  the  Saviour, 

With  shining  racnks  of  angels  come 
To  execute  his  vengeance, 

And  take  his  faithful  servants  home. 
15 


822  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEH. 

8  Then,  sinners,  you'U  be  driven 

Down  to  the  lake  of  fire  and  pain, 
To  dwell  in  flaming  sulphur, 

And  never  to  return  again, — 
Then  sinners,  you'll  remember 

Who  warn'd  you  of  that  dreadful  end 
While  the  smoking  of  your  torment 

In  pitchy  clouds  shall  up  ascend. 

Hymn  193.     L.  M. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 

And  walk  the  narrow  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet. 
But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street , 
Though  hell  may  rage,  and  vent  her  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

3  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,  and  down  to  hell. 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  earth  in  burning  flames, 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims  ; 

The  earth  must  hear  and  know  her  doom. 
The  separation  day  is  come. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  , 

When  Christ  himself  these  words  proclaims, 
"  Here  are  my  saints,  I  know  their  names. 

6  "  Ye  everlasting  gates  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  223 

Ye  harps  of  heaven,  sound  aloud, 

Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood '" 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line 
In  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshme  ; 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 

6  They  stand  in  wonder  and  look  on. 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 
The  great  Redeemer  to  admire. 
While  rapture  sweeps  the  golden  lyre. 

9  They've  fought  the  fight  their  race  is  run 
Their  joys  are  now  in  heaven  begun  ; 
Their  tears  are  gone  their  sorrows  flee, 
No  more  afflicted  now  like  me. 

Hymn  194.     P.  M. 

1  Death,  he  is  the  king  of  terrors, 
And  a  terror  unto  kings  ; 

Oft  he  fills  our  minds  with  horrors, 

Telling  us  of  frightful  things  ; 
Lands  of  darkness,  shades  of  silence. 

Gloomy  vaults  where  pris'ners  lie : 
How  many  thousands  she  has  conquer'd ! 

We,  alas  !  must  shortly  die  ! — 

2  "  Yes,  I'm  Death,  I  spare  not  any, 
Children,  husbands,  or  their  wives; 

Nor  am  I  ever  bribed  by  money — 

Physic  will  not  save  their  lives  • 
Deaf  I  am  to  all  entreaties, 

When  commission'd,  forth  I  go; 
With  mortal  paleness  on  my  features, 

Thus  I  give  the  fatal  blow ' 


224  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEir. 

3  "  See,  weak  man,  how  unexpected, 
In  my  chariot  forth  I  ride ! 

Fierce  convnlsions,  pains,  and  fevers. 

Are  the  weapons  by  my  side  : 
Kingdoms,  countries,  or  their  cities, 

Kings,  th^ir  councils,  or  their  slaves 
None  of  these  mine  eyes  have  pitied, 

Quick  I  bring  them  to  their  graves. 

4  "  See  them  lie  without  distinction ! 
Thus  I  boast  my  thousands  slain; 

Nor  can  reason's  comprehension 
E'er  behold  them  rise  again." — 

Stop,  oh  Death  I  don't  boast  of  vict'ry ; 
Stop  and  hear  what  faith  can  say ; 

Our  blessed  Jesus,  glorious  Saviour  ' 
Was  entomb'd  near  Calvary. 

5  See  him  rising  !  hear  him  triumph 

"  I,  oh  Death  !  have  conquer'd  you  , 
Though  thy  looks  are  so  dismaying 

To  my  saints,  I'll  bring  them  through 
This  gives  cause  for  all  believers 

To  rejoice  in  Christ  their  King; 
Death's  no  more  than  a  dark  curtain, 

Drawn  to  let  my  saints  come  in. 

6  "  There  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 
There  the  weary  are  at  rest ; 

There  my  saints  do  cease  from  sufTrlng, 
There  they  are  divinely  blest ; 

Free  from  sin,  arid  free  from  sorrow. 
Free  from  sickness,  care,  and  pain  ; 

No  gloomy  thoughts,  or  dismal  horrors^ 
E'er  shall  frighten  them  again. 


PROSPECT  OF  HEiTEN.  225 

7  Thus  the  saints  in  holy  triumph 

May  rejoice  in  Christ  their  King  , 
Ask  the  grave,  "  Where  is  thy  vict'ry  ? 

Boasting  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ?" 
Redeem'd  and  pardon'd  through  the  Saviour, 

Though  the  grave  my  flesh  annoy, 
Death's  but  the  gate  to  endless  glory, 

Gate  to  everlasting  joy. 

Hymn  195.     C.  M. 

1  When  death  appears  before  my  sight 

In  all  his  dread  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 

My  courage  dies  away. 

■;'  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour,  lives: 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  lly, 

And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 
He  met  the  tyrant's  dart ; 

And  (oh  amazing  power  of  love  !) 
Received  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  oh  grim  destroyer,  boast 
Thy  universal  sway ; 

To  heaven  born  souls  thy  sting  is  lost, 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee, 
Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 

Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust. 

6  Till  that  illustrious  morning  comOf 
When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise. 


2.20  PKOSPECT  OF  HEAVKW. 

And  clothed  in  full  immortal  bloom 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 
The  honours  of  thy  name, 

And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb, 

8  Oh  let  me  join  the  raptured  lays, 
And  with  the  blissful  throng 

Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise 
In  everlasting  song. 

Hymn  196.     C.  M. 

1  Arise  and  shine,  oh  Zion  fair. 
Behold  thy  light  is  come  ! 

Thy  glorious  conq'ring  King  is  near, 

To  take  his  exiles  home  : 
The  trumpet  sounding  through  the  sky 

To  set  poor  captives  free  ; 
The  day  of  wonder  now  is  nigh. 

The  year  of  jubilee. 

2  Ye  heralds,  blow  your  trumpets  loud, 
The  earth  must  know  her  doom  , 

Go  spread  the  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

Behold  the  Judge  is  come  : 
Blow  out  the  sun !  burn  up  the  earth '. 

Consume  the  rolling  flood  ! 
While  every  star  shall  disappear, 

Go  turn  the  moon  to  blood ! 

3  Arise,  ye  nations  under  ground. 
Before  the  Judge  appear : 

AH  tongues  and  languages  shall  como, 
Their  final  doom  to  hear  ' 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

King  Jesus  on  his  dazzling  throne, 
Ten  thousand  angels  round  : 

And  Gabriel  with  a  silver  trump, 
Echoes  the  awful  sound  ! 

4  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace 
To  sinners  now  is  o'er  ; 

The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  be  heard  no  more  ! 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  walls, 

And  with  their  flocks  above, 
On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  they  sing, 

And  shout  redeeming  love  ! 

5  Come  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord 
Whose  hearts  are  join'd  in  one  ; 

Hold  up  your  heads  with  courage  bold, 

Your  race  is  almost  run  : 
Above  the  clouds  behold  him  stand, 

And  smiling  bids  you  come ; 
And  angels  whisp'ring  you  away 

To  your  eternal  home. 

.Second  Part. 

1  To  see  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 
With  glory  in  his  view  ; 

To  heaven  he  lifts  his  longing  eyes, 

And  bids  the  world  adieu  : 
While  friends  are  weeping  all  around, 

And  loth  to  let  him  go  ; 
He  shouts  with  his  expiring  breath, 

And  leaves  them  all  below  I 

2  Oh  Christians  !  are  you  ready  now 
To  cross  the  swellinsr  flood  ' 


Wo  PROSPECT  OF  HEATEir. 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  behold, 

J^nd  see  your  smihng  God : 
The  dazzling  charms  of  that  bright  world 

Attract  my  soul  above ; 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  grace 

Wlien  perfected  in  love. 

3  Go  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
I'm  boimd  to  meet  you  there  ; 

Although  we  tread  enchanted  ground, 

Be  bold,  and  never  fear : 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  valiant  souls, 

(Your  Captain  is  in  view  ;) 
And  when  I  gain  fair  Canaan's  land, 

I  hope  to  meet  with  you. 

4  Salvation  through  our  conqu'ring  King^ 
Now  let  the  echo  fly; 

While  they  repeat  the  song  above. 

Through  armies  in  the  sky. 
Oh  Christians  !  help  me  praise  the  Lamb, 

Who  died  for  you  and  me  1 
We'll  sing  his  praises  as  we  go, 

And  shout  eternally. 
§  Go  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord) 

Until  we  meet  again, 
Perliaps  in  time,  or  as  we  rise 

Above  the  fiory  main  ; 
We'll  join  the  heavenly  armies  bright, 

In  presence  of  the  Lamb, 
And  tune  our  harps,  and  sing  free  grace, 

in  love's  eternal  flame. 

Hymn  197.    P.M. 
1  Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoJcon, 
"  Oh  my  people,  fiiint  and  few ; 


PROSPF.CT  OF  HEAVEN. 


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Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 
Thorns  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  "  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 
Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 

For  the  Lord  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow : 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  , 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  "  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 
Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 

But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you. 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light." 

Hymn  198.     P.  M. 

1  I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  grace, 
And  his  dear  name  I'll  praise 

While  in  this  land  of  sorrow  I  remain: 

My  troubles  soon  will  end, 

And  my  soul  will  ascend, 
When  freed  from  this  dull  clod  of  cumbrous  claj 

2  A  pilgrim  here  below. 
While  in  this  vale  of  wo, 

I  live  in  exile,  mourning  like  the  dove : 


230  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

My  days  in  sorrow  roll, 
And  my  weary  soul 
With  earnest  longings  pants  to  mount  above 

3  Though  few  my  days  have  been, 
Much  trouble  I  have  seen, 

And  deep  afflictions  I  have  waded  through , 

For  thorny  is  the  way 

To  eternal  day ; 
Yet  forward  will  I  press,  and  onward  go. 

4  Another  day  is  gone, 
And  yon  declining  sun 

Has  veil'd  his  radiant  beams  in  sable  shades. 

While  gloomy  darkness  reigns 

O'er  the  extensive  plains, 
And  awful  silence  closes  up  the  scene. 

5  Thus  rapid  flies  away 
Every  succeeding  day, 

And  life's  declining  light  draws  to  a  close , 

This  life's  short  setting  sun 

Will  soon  in  death  go  down, 
And  lay  my  weary  limbs  in  sweet  repose. 

6  On  eagles' wings  of  love 
Then  I  shall  mount  above, 

And  find  my  passage  safe  to  endless  day 

Then  happy,  sweet  surprise  ! 

What  great  new  wonders  rise, 
When  freed  from  this  dull  clod  of  cumbrous 
clay. 

7  Oh !  what  a  glorious  sight. 
And  what  supreme  dnlight 

^ill  strike  my  raptured  eyes  when  I  behold— 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  23l 

When  Salem's  gates  1  see 
Fly  open  wide  to  me, 
And  streets  of  glitt'ring  fine  transparent  gold. 

8  But  oh  1  and  shall  I  then 
Behold  the  Friend  of  men- 

The  man  who  suffer'd,  bled,  and  died  for  me » 

Who  bore  my  load  of  sin. 

Sorrow,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
To  make  me  happy,  and  to  set  me  free  f 

9  To  living  fountains  then. 
And  to  rich  pastures  green, 

To  trees  of  paradise  he  leads  his  lambs , 

While  millions  falling  down. 

Prostrated  all  around, 
And  at  his  footstool  cast  their  glitt'jing  crowns 

10  Ye  heavenly  arches  ring, 
Sing  hallelujahs  !  sing, 

Hail !  holy,  holy,  holy  bleeding  Lamb  ; 

Onee  we  were  dead  iu  sin. 

But  now  we  live  again, 
And  glory,  glory,  glory  to  his  name. 

Hymn  199.     P  M. 

1  Far  above  yon  glorious  ceiling 
Of  the  azure  vaulted  sky, 

Jesus  sits,  his  love  revealing 
To  his  splendid  troops  on  high. 

2  Hosts  seraphic  humbly  bowing, 
At  his  feet  they  prostrate  fall  ; 

Saints  and  angels  all  avowing, 
God  in  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

3  Could  we  leave  our  foolish  dreaming 
Of  a  fancied  heaven  below, 


232  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEW. 

And  see  Jesus'  glory  beaming, 
How  our  souls  would  long  to  go. 

4  Earth  by  us  would  then  be  spurned, 
All  its  vanity  subside  ; 

Fuel  fit  for  to  be  burned, 
All  its  honours,  pleasures,  pride. 

5  From  the  general  conflagration 
We  should  to  God's  refuge  fly ; 

Clasp  the  hope  of  our  salvation, 
Live  in  Christ,  in  Jesus  die. 

6  We  in  him  our  rest  regaining. 
All  its  blessedness  should  prove  ; 

O'er  our  foes  victorious  reigning, 
Perfected  in  spotless  love. 

7  We  should  for  his  day  be  waiting, 
When  the  full  reward  is  given  ; 

When  the  glorious  work's  completed, 
Jesus  takes  his  church  to  heaven. 

8  Pure  from  every  stain  of  nature, 
There  in  holiness  to  shine  ; 

Moulded  like  its  great  Creator, 
All  immortal,  ail  divine. 

Hymn  200.     L.  M. 
1  With  rev'rence  to  the  King  of  kings. 
Whose  throne  is  fix'd  above  our  sight ; 
My  soul  would  stretch  her  feeble  wings, 
And  trace  the  glories  of  his  feet. 
He  moves  majestic  through  the  earth, 
Surveys  with  care  the  crimes  of  men ; 
He  marks  their  sins,  he  hears  their  mirth. 
And  by  his  judgments  comes  again. 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  20d 

2  How  oft  has  he  his  power  display'd, 
While  love  and  wrath  have  mingled  here , 
How  many  number'd  with  the  dead- 
How  many  empty  seats  appear. 

Our  aged  friends  with  whom  we've  sung, 
With  whom  we  preach'd,  with  whom  we  pray'd  J  ' 
Have  gone  to  fill  their  empty  tomb, 
And  hold  a  mansion  with  the  dead. 

3  The  old,  the  young,  the  vile,  the  just, 
JIave  felt  the  mandate  from  his  throne ; 
They've  lost  their  glories  in  the  dust. 
To  heaven  or  hell  their  souls  have  gone. 
The  crowds  immersed  in  mourning  shades, 
'rt'^ith  sighs  and  tears  their  loss  deplore ; 
The  bands  of  love  and  ties  of  blood, 

dissolved  by  death,  and  known  no  more. 

4  The  partner  of  a  husband's  joy, 
Musi  take  her  leave,  and  soon  be  gone ; 
We  hear  the  helpless  orphan  cry ; 

We  hear  the  tender  lover  mourn  : 
The  wife  laments  her  head  a.nd  friend, 
From  her  embraces  torn  away ; 
Connubial  joys  have  found  an  end, 
To  death  they  fall  an  easy  prey. 

5  The  parents'  heart  now  bleeds  with  grioi^ 
To  see  their  fainting  children  lie  ; 

To  hear  them  cry  for  some  relief, 
To  see  them  fade,  and  faint,  and  die 
Alas !  is  this  our  dreadful  doom  ? 
Yes,  death  by  his  resistless  sway, 
Is  emptying  rooms  to  furnish  tombs, 
And  moving  kindred  friends  away. 


234  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

6  But  why  should  we  in  dungeons  sigh, 
Or  sink  beneath  the  shades  of  gloom ; 
Or  why  surrender  all  our  joys, 

And  fall  as  victims  to  the  tomb  ? 
^  Why  should  we  dread  the  tyrant  king, 
Or  doubt  the  Saviour's  power  to  save  ' 
Since  he  has  drawn  the  monster's  stmg, 
And  as  a  conqueror  left  the  grave. 

7  The  marble  vault  nor  mighty  stone, 
Nor  Cesar's  seal,  nor  Pilate's  guard, 
Could  hold  the  sacred  prisoner  long, 
Or  triumph  o'er  the  rising  Lord. 

The  angel  roll'd  tlie  stone  away, 
He  burst  the  gloomy  vault  in  twain ; 
Darkness  was  kindled  into  day. 
Rising  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pain. 

8  He  fed  and  bless'd  his  feeble  band. 
Then  took  his  leave  to  mount  on  high , 
Behold  his  wond'ring  children  stand. 
Gazing  to  heaven  with  sacred  eye. 
His  golden  chariot  rose  aloft, 

Up  to  the  eternal  worlds  of  light, 
The  heavenly  hosts  begin  the  song, 
While  Galileans  lose  the  sight. 

9  The  doors  of  heaven  fly  open  widd| 
To  let  the  King  of  glory  in ; 

While  angel  guards  on  every  side. 
Proclaim  his  victory  over  sin. 
Millions  of  sacred  sinners  join, 
With  love  and  rapture  in  their  eyes 
To  gaze  upon  the  eternal  Son, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skitw. 


PROSPECT  OF  HEIVKH  Sj35 


Hymn  201.    P.M. 

T  There  is  a  holy  city, 

A  happy  world  above, 
Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love ; 
An  everlasting  temple, 

And  saints  array "d  in  white, 
They  serve  their  great  Redeemer 

They  dwell  with  him  in  light 

2  It  is  no  world  of  trouble. 
The  God  of  peace  is  there, 

He  wipes  away  their  sorrows, 
He  banishes  their  care ; 

Their  joys  are  still  increasing, 
Their  songs  are  ever  new. 

They  praise  th'  eternal  Father, 
The  Son  and  Spirit  too. 

3  The  meanest  child  of  glory 
Outshines  the  radiant  sun  ; 

But  who  can  speak  the  splendour 

Of  that  eternal  throne, 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted, 

In  godlike  majesty  ? 
The  elders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee 

4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 
Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 

Contemn'd  by  haughty  Herod, 
And  by  his  men  of  war  ? 

He  seems  a  mighty  conqu'ror, 
Who  spoil'd  the  powers  below. 

And  ransom'd  many  captives 
From  everlasting  wo. 


23b  PROSPRCT  OF  HEATEH. 

5  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him 
Proclaim  his  work  of  grace  ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets 
And  all  the  godly  race  , 

Who  speak  of  fiery  trials, 
And  tortures  on  their  way ; 

They  came  from  tribulation, 
To  everlasting  day. 

6  Now  with  a  holy  transport, 
They  tell  their  sulf 'rings  o'er, 

Their  tears  and  their  temptatiout, 

And  all  the  pains  they  bore ; 
They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 
Who  gain'd  their  hberty ; 
Amid  our  fiercest  dangers, 
'     Our  lives  are  hid  in  thee. 

7  Long  time  I  was  invited 
To  gain  that  heavenly  rest  j 

Grace  made  no  hard  condition, 
'Twas  only  to  be  bless'd ; 

But  earth's  bewitching  pleasures 
Inclined  me  long  to  stay ; 

I  sought  her  dreams  and  shadows, 
And  joys  that  pass  away. 

8  But  now  it  is  my  purpose 
The  better  way  to  find ; 

To  serve  my  great  Creator, 
And  leave  my  sins  behind  ; 

In  guilt's  seducing  mazes 
I  will  no  longer  roamk 

ril  give  my  soul  to  Jesu^  • 
Who  brings  the  ransom 'd  home. 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAYEH 

9  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 

How  long  I'll  stay  below, 
Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Are  not  for  me  to  know : 
In  every  day  of  trouble 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high  ; 
!  11  think  of  the  bright  temple, 

And  crowns  above  the  sky. 

Hymn  202.     P.  M, 

1  With  pleasure  behold 
The  city  of  gold, 

How  beautiful,  lovely,  and  bright , 

Coming  down  from  above, 

In  its  beauty  and  love, 
Adorn'd  with  glory  and  light ; 

Prepared  as  a  bride. 

For  Immanuel's  side  ; 
Let  angels  rejoice  at  the  sight 

Jerusalem  new 

Its  glory  doth  show, 
The  wisdom  of  God  and  his  might. 

2  Its  walls  great  and  high, 
Behold  it  with  joy, 

Think  of  it,  ye  saints,  with  delight : 

Behold  its  foundation 

With  great  admiration. 
With  precious  stones  garnished  bright , 

It  lie  ill  four  square, 

A  golden  reed  there, 
With  anprels  to  measure  it  right , 

Consider  with  pleasure, 

Its  equal  in  measure, 
ts  length,  kreadtii  and  height  are  alike. 
16 


838  PBOSPECT  OF  UKA\KM 

3  Twelve  angels  there  v/ait. 
At  twelve  holy  gales:, 

The  righteous  rejoice  when  they  enter. 

For  they  will  behold 

A  city  of  gcldj 
The  tree  of  life  placed  in  the  ccHtre- 

There  proceeds  from  the  throne 

Of  the  King  whom  they  own, 
A  river,  of  water  of  life  ; 

As  crystal  it 's  clear. 

As  wine  it  doth  cheer 
The  heart  of  the  bride,  the  Lamb  «  wtfa 

4  There  those  who  do  well, 
With  Jesus  shall  dwell, 

For  ever  and  ever  in  peEice  ; 

They  need  not  the  moon. 

Nor  the  bright  shining  sun.. 
In  so  glorious  and  holy  a  placo. 

God's  glory  will  shine. 

And  give  light  divine, 
Therefore  it  will  never  be  night . 

What  raptures  are  there  ! 

All  heaven  will  share, 
It 's  perfectly  filled  with  Ught. 

5  The  saints  shall  there  reign 
With  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

The  face  of  their  King  they  wJl  see 

There  standing  before  him, 

To  love  and  adore  him. 
His  name  in  their  foreheads  will  be 

Great  joy  will  be  there, 

The  righteous  will  share. 
While  angels  their  voice*  aue  rassing. 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  239 

How  pleasant  the  singing, 
Melodiously  ringing, 
Wliile  saints  are  in  harmcny  praising. 

6  How  pleasant  their  singing, 

Melodiously  ringing, 
All  praising  with  cheerfullest  voices  : 

What  melodious  sounds 

Are  echoing  round, 
While  all  in  that  city  rejoices. 

How  rich  and  how  great, 

How  good  and  complete. 
That  city  which  God  will  prepare 

How  pure  and  how  holy. 

And  full  of  bright  glory, 
How  beautiful,  lovely,  and  fair. 

Hymn  203.     L.  M. 

1  When  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen ; 
When  shall  our  eyes  behold  our  God .' 
What  lengths  of  distance  lie  between ! 
And  hills  of  guilt !   a  heavy  load. 

2  Ye  heavenly  gates,  loose  all  your  chains 
Let  the  eternal  pillars  bow  ; 

Blest  Saviour,  cleave  the  starry  plains, 
And  make  the  crystal  fountains  flow. 

3  Hark !  how  thy  saints  unite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wait  the  gen'ral  doom ; 
Come  thou  I  the  soul  of  all  our  joys  ; 
Thou,  the  desire  of  nations,  come  ! 

4  Our  heart  strings  groan  with  deep  complaint 
Our  flesh  lies  panting,  Lord,  for  thee ; 

And  every  limb  and  every  joint 
Stretches  for  immortality. 


240  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN 

5  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
The  blazing  earth  and  melting  hills  , 
And  smile  to  see  the  lightnings  play, 
And  flash  along  before  thy  wheels. 

6  Hark  !  what  a  shout  of  violent  jov? 
Joins  with  the  mighty  trumpet's  sound.' 
The  angel  herald  shakes  the  skies, 
Awakes  the  graves,  and  tears  the  ground 

7  Ye  slumb'ring  saints,  a  heavenly  host 
Stands  waiting  at  your  gaping  tombs 
Let  every  sacred,  sleeping  dust, 

Leap  into  life,  for  Jesus  comes. 

8  Jesus,  the  God  of  might  and  love, 
New  moulds  our  limbs  of  cumb'rous  clay, 
Quick  as  seraphic  flames  we  move, 

To  ceign  with  him  in  endless  day. 

HvMN  204.     P.  M. 
1  Feutt'ri.vg  soul,  what  dost  thou  here^ 

Pinion'd  with  a  load  of  clay.' 
Poor  afflicted  sojourner. 

Shake  thy  wings  and  fly  away . 
From  the  mournful  valley  fly, 
Break  the  cage,  and  reach  the  sky 

9  What  doth  this  low  earth  afford. 
Worthy  an  immortal  mind  .' 

Man,  its  miserable  lord, 

Can  he  here  his  equal  find  ." 
Fallen,  yet  in  ruins  great. 
Sinks  the  world  beneath  his  weight. 
3  Oh  !  that  all  the  pain  were  past, 

Never,  never  *^  »etiirn ! 


PR03PEC1    OF  HEAVEN. 

Might  I  but  escape  at  last, 

Cease  at  once  to  live  and  mourn, 
Grasp  through  death  th'  immortal  prize. 
Meet  my  God  in  paradise. 

Hymn  205.     P.  M. 

1  Great  Redeemer,  friend  of  sinners, 
Thou  hast  wondrous  power  to  save  , 

Grant  me  grace,  and  still  protect  me, 
Over  life's  tempestuous  wave  : 

May  my  soul  with  sacred  transport. 
View  the  dawn  while  yet  afar : 

And  until  the  sun  arises, 

Lead  me  by  the  morning  star. 

2  Oh  what  madness  I  oh  what  folly  ' 
That  my  heart  should  go  astray 

After  vain  and  foolish  trifles — 

Trifles  only  of  a  day  : 
This  vain  world,  with  all  its  pleasures, 

Very  soon  will  be  no  more  ; 
There's  no  object  worth  admiring. 

But  the  God  whom  we  adore. 

3  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting 
On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream 

Sweet  responses  still  repeating, 

Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  theme. 
Hark  !  they  whisper  ;  lo  !  they  call  me, 

Sister  spirit  come  away; 
Lo  !  I  come  ;  earth  cant  contain  me,-— 

Hail  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Swiftly  roll,  ye  ling'ring  hours, 
Seraphs  lend  your  glitt'ring  wings  ; 


242  JUDGMENT 

Love  absorbs  my  ransom'd  powers, 
Heavenly  sounds  around  me  ring 

Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of  glory, 
Far  above  yon  azure  sky ; 

Though  by  faith  I  now  behold  you, 
I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high. 


RESURRECTION  AND  JUDGMENT. 
Hymn  206.    P.M. 

1  pREST  my  soul  with  future  prospect, 
Sing  creation's  dismal  end  ; 

Long  foretold  by  sacred  prophets. 

Holy  muse  thy  succour  lend  : 
Say  what  horror,  what  confusion, 

Will  each  sinful  heart  dismay ; 
What  distresses,  torture,  anguish. 

Reigns  in  that  tremendous  day. 

2  Rumbling  thunder,  forked  lightning, 
Ghastly  glaring  thwart  the  gloom ; 

Nature  trembling  to  her  centre, 
Groans  prophetic  of  her  doom . 

Clifty  rocks,  and  lofty  mountains. 
O'er  their  trembling  bases  rock ; 

While  earth  yawns  in  frightful  chasms, 
With  each  strong  repeated  shock. 

3  Seas  w'lh  horrid  palpitations, 
Ravage  round  their  frighted  shores ; 

Blust'rin'^  winds  with  frantic  fury. 
Through  each  ruin'd  fabric  roars : 

The  sun's  bright  orb  is  veii'd  in  sackcloth| 
Stript  of  all  his  sparkling  beams ; 


JCDGMEXT.  243 

The.  Tioon  has  dropt  her  silver  radiance. 
And  dissolves  in  purple  streams. 

4  Stars  of  late  divinely  brilliant, 

Studding  night's  Cimmerian  robe  ', 
Hurl'd  in  darkness  from  their  orbits, 

Each  a  dark  and  ruin'd  globe  : 
Hark  !  the  martial  trumpet  sounding, 

Rends  in  twain  the  crystal  sky  ; 
^'^en^eance  blazing,  lights  the  concave 

OF  profound  eternity, 

I   See  the  sov'reign  ether  furling, 

Nobler  scenes  salute  my  eyes  ; 
Heaven  in  solemn  pomp  descending, 

Crimson  banners  dress  the  skies  : 
\  >n  the  arched  striped  rainbow, 

Sits  enthroned  the  eternal  God  ; 
Myriads  of  celestial  warriors, 

Round  him  wait  his  awful  nod. 

6  Go,  he  cries,  ye  winged  heralds, 
Bring  my  saints  from  every  wind , 

Those  from  death  my  blood  has  ransom'd, 
Those  in  life's  fair  volume  penn'd : 

Straight  a  holy  troop  obsequious,  ^ 

Swift  as  lightning  skims  along  ; 

And  from  every  grave  collecting, 
Jesus'  dear  redeemed  throng. 

7  Roused  from  tombs  poor  sinners  hasten,  j 
At  the  last  loud  trumpet's  sound ; 

Round  they  gaze  with  wild  amjizement, 
Wond'ring  at  the  scene  profound : 

Fill'd  with  horror,  dread,  and  anguish, 
Rocks  and  mountains  they  implore. 


244  »  JUDGMENT. 

To  fall  and  crush  them  out  of  being, 
Wishing  nov/  to  be  no  more. 

8  Hark !  the  herald  calls  to  judgment, 
Justice  draws  the  glitt'ring  sword , 

Lightning  glances  from  his  aspect, 
Thunder  clothes  his  awful  word : 

Go  ye  cursed,  fill'd  with  vengeance, 
Not  for  peace  my  name  invoke  , 

You  who  once  refused  my  mercj , 
And  my  fury  dared  provoke. 

9  Go  to  pits  of  burning  sulphur, 
Ever  banish'd  from  my  rest ; 

Where  the  soul's  eternal  'larum, 
Ceaseless  beats  your  pulsive  breast : 

Each  guilty  soul  then  struck  with  horror, 
And  anguish  throbbing  in  their  breast ; 

For  ever  doom'd  to  endless  sorrow, 
And  never  more  to  hope  for  rest. 

Hymn  207.     P.  M. 

1  The  final  trump  we  soon  shall  hear, 
The  great  white  throne  shall  then  appear, 

Ten  thousand  angels  round  : 
Jehovah  turns  the  moon  to  blood. 
Blows  out  the  sun,  consumes  the  flood. 

And  burns  the  solid  groimd. 

2  Arise,  ye  nations,  and  come  forth, 
From  east  and  west,  and  south  and  north; 

Behold,  the  Judge  is  come  1 
What  horror  strikes  the  guilty  breast, 
,  Compell'd  to  stand  the  solemn  teat, 
And  hear  their  final  doom. 


JVDGME'ST.  SI45 

3  "  Depart,  ye  cursed,  down  to  hell, 
With  howling  fiends  for  ever  dwell, 

No  more  to  sec  my  face  : 
My  gospel  calls  you  have  withstood, 
And  trampled  on  my  precious  blood, 

And  laugh'd  at  offer 'd  grace." 

4  See  parents  and  their  children  part — 
Some  shout  for  joy,  some  bleed  in  heart, 

Never  to  meet  again. 
In  fiery  chariots  Zion  flies, 
And  quickly  gains  the  upper  skies, 

On  Canaan's  dazzling  plain. 

5  My  soul  is  struggling  to  be  there, 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air, 

To  trace  the  heavenly  road. 
Adieu,  adieu,  all  earthly  things — 
Oh  that  I  had  an  angel's  wings  I 

I'd  quickly  see  my  God. 

Hymn  208.     C.  M. 

1  Behold,  that  great  and  awful  day 
Of  parting  soon  will  come, 

When  sinners  must  be  hurl'd  away, 
And  Christians  gather'd  home. 

2  Sinners  among  the  damn'd  shall  lie, 
Bomid  with  a  fiery  chain  ; 

And  gnash  their  teeth,  and  howl,  and  cry, 
And  wring  their  hands  in  vain. 

3  '•  itow  hail !  all  hail !  ye  frightful  ghosts ! 
With  whom  I  once  did  dwell, 

And  spent  my  days  in  frantic  mirth, 
And  danced  my  soul  to  hell. 


24C  JUDGMENT. 

%  "  You  once  did  draw  me  into  sin. 

To  dance,  and  sport,  and  please  : 
With  devils  now  you  must  combine, 

My  torments  to  increase." 

'»  Perhaps  the  parent  sees  the  child 

Sink  down  to  endless  pain, 
With  howls,  and  shrieks,  and  bitter  crieSf 

Never  to  rise  again. 

'"  Perhaps  the  child  the  parents  view> 

Driven  headlong  down  to  hell ; 
departing  with  the  damned  crew, 

And  bid  their  child  farewell. 

*  The  sister  may  the  brother  see, 

For  whom  she  wept  and  prayed, 
*5ink  down  lo  endless  misery, 

To  dwell  among  the  dead 

3  The  husband  sees  his  piteous  wife, 

With  whom  he  once  did  dwell. 
Depart  with  groans,  and  bitter  cries- 

"  My  husband,  fare  you  well !" 

9  But  oh  !  perhaps  the  wife  may  sec 
The  man  she  once  did  love, 

Doom'd  to  eternal  misery, 
While  she  is  crown'd  a.bove. 

1 0  Th«n  shall  the  saints  through  grace  divine. 
Drink  in  perpetual  bhss  ; 

In  God's  delightful  image  shine. 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

11  Oh  how  it  melts  my  soul  to  think 
Of  meetinff  round  the  throne  ! 


JUDGMENT. 


Jf4^ 


1    -^mal  joys  we  then  shall  drink, 
Vhere  sorrows  never  come. 

!•»  There  tears  shall  all  be  wiped  away, 

And  glory  shall  begin  ; 
!.)»  Lamb  of  God  will  smiling  say, 

"  Come  in,  my  saints,  come  in.** 

Hymn  209.     P.  M. 

1  Day  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound  ! 

Louder  than  ten  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  ! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinners  heart  confound ! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing. 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 

You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine." 

Gracious  Saviour  ! 
Own  me  on  that  day  for  thine,. 

2  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 

All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken, 
By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner. 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ^ 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  then  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 
Thou  with  Satan 

And  his  angels  have  thy  part '." 


24'5  JUDGMENT. 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed 
Saved  and  served  your  Lord  below. 

He  will  say,  '^  Come  in,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow : 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  in  glory  know." 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches. 
Let  this  thought  our  courage  raise  , 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches 
Sighs  shall  then  be  turn'd  to  praise 

May  we  triumph 
When  this  world  is  in  a  blaze. 

Hymn  210.     P.M. 

1  See  th'  eternal  Judge  descending 
Seated  on  his  Father's  throne  ; 

Now,  poor  sinner  !  Christ  shall  show  thee 
He  is  the  eternal  Son  : 
Trumpets  call  thee, 
Come  to  he^-r  thy  awful  doom, 

2  Hear  the  sinner  thus  lamentmg 
At  the  thoughts  of  future  pain  : 

Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 
But  he  cries  and  weeps  in  vain ; 

Greatly  mourning 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again, 

3  "  Yonder  stands  the  glorious  Savio»ur, 
With  the  marks  of  dying  love  ; 

Oh  that  I  had  sought  his  favour. 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move  ! 

Doomed  justly, 
For  I  have  a/rainst  him  strove. 


JUDGMFNT.  249 

4  "  All  hiS  warnings  I  have  slighted, 
While  he  daily  sought  my  soul ; 

If  some  vows  to  him  I  plighted, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  the  whole : 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll ! 

5  "  Yonder  stand  my  godly  neighbours, 
Who  were  once  despised  by  me  ; 

They  are  clad  in  dazzling  splendcairj 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see — 

Farewell  neighbours, 
Dismal  gulf  I  I'm  bound  for  thee  ! 

6  "  Hail,  ye  ghosts  that  dwell  in  darkness 
Groaning,  rattling  of  your  chains  , 

Christ  has  now  denounced  our  sentence, 
We  must  dwell  in  endless  pains — 

Down  I'm  roUing, 
Never  to  return  again. 

7  "  Now  experience  plainly  shows  me 
Hell  is  not  a  fabled  thing  ; 

Lo,  I  see  my  friends  in  glory. 
Round  the  throne  they  ever  sing  : 

I'm  tormented 
By  an  everlasting  sting." 

Hymn  211.     P.M. 

1   Yonder  see  the  Lord  descending  ! 

(Hark  !  his  chariot 's  drawing  nigh  ;) 
The  starry  vault  before  him  tending, 

Flaming  troops  ascend  the  sky 
Heaven  's  shaking,  earth  now  quaking, 

Mountains  fly  before  his  face  ' 


250  JtrDG3IENT 

The  dead  their  dusty  beds  forsakinff ; 

Nature  sinking  in  a  blaze  I 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing  ! 
Hail  him,  Christians  I  hail  hini,  Christians 

Yonder  is  your  glorious  King. 

2  Now  behold  the  shining  conq'rors, 
Shouting  from  their  dusty  beds  ; 

Fly  to  meet  their  blessed  Saviour, 

Glitt'ring  crowns  upon  their  heads! 
Hear  them  tell  their  pleasant  story 

To  the  smihng,  lovely  Lamb  ' 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Glory  is  the  song  they  sing. 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Hark  !  the  Christian  armies  sing  ! 
Join  us,  angels,  join  us,  angels  ; 

Help  us  praise  our  conq"ring  King. 

3  Once  an  infant  in  a  manger 
There  the  Lord  of  glory  lay  ; 

No  place  to  lay  the  little  stranger, 

But  among  the  oxen's  hay! 
Now  he's  crowned  with  a  rainbow, 

Brighter  than  a  sardine  stone  : 
He  comes  !  he  comes  I  the  Christian's  hero 

Seated  on  his  great  white  throne. 
Hallelujah  !  hallelujah ! 

Hark  !  the  holy  armies  sing  ! 
Join  us,  seraphs,  join  us,  seraphs, 

Help  us  praise  our  conq'ring  King. 

4  Jesus  saved  us  from  temptatioa, 
Sin  and  Satan,  death  and  hell; 


JUDGMENT.  251 

And  has  bougJit  our  great  salvation  - 

Glory  to  Immanuel ! 
Once  a  bleeding  on  the  mountain, 

There  his  precious  blood  did  run  ; 
Now  he's  brought  us  to  the  fountain, 

Springing  from  his  Father's  throne. 
Give  him  glory,  give  him  glory, 

Let  all  heaven  begin  to  sing , 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Through  eternal  ages  ring. 

Hymn  212.     P.  M. 

1  When  the  fierce  north  wind,  with  his  airy 

forces, 
Rears  up  the  Baltic  to  a  foaming  fury, 
And  the  red  lightning  with  a  storm  of  hail 

comes 

Rushing  amain  down ; 

2  Now  the  poor  sailors  stand  amazed  and  trem- 

ble, 
While  the  hoarse  thunder,  like  a  bloody  truntt- 

pet, 
Roars  a  loud  onset  to  the  gaping  waters, 
Quick  to  devour  them. 

3  Such  shall  the  noise  be,  and  the  wild  disor- 

der, 
If  things  eternal  may  be  like  these  earthly ; 
Such  the  dire  terror  when  the  great  archangel 
Shal?es  the  creation ; 

4  Tears  the  strong  pillars  of  the  vault  of  hea« 

ven, 
Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  repose  of  princes. 
See  the  graves  open,  and  the  bones  arising  • 
Flame.s  all  around  them! 


252  JCDGMK.VT. 

n  Hark  !  the  skrill  outcries  of  the  guiiij 

vrretches  , 
Lively  bright  horror,  and  amazing  anguish, 
Stare  through  their  eyeballs,  while  the  living 

worm  lies 

Gnawing  within  them. 

6  Thoughts  like  old  vultures  prey  upon  their 

heartstrings. 
And  the  smart  twinges,  when  the  eve  beholds 

the 
Lofty  Judge  frowning,  and  a  flood  of  vengeance 
Rolling  before  him. 

7  Hopeless  immortals,  how  they  scream  and 

shiver  I  [ing 

'^A'liile  devils  push  them  to  the  pit  wide  yawn- 
Hideous  and  gloomy,  to  receive  tkem  headlong 

Do.vn  to  the  centre. 
S  Stop  here,  my  fancy,  (all  away,  ye  horrid. 
Doleful  ideas.)  come,  arise  to  Jesus :  [him 

How  he  sits  Godlike,  and  the  saints  aroimd 

Throned,  yet  adoring  1 
9  Oh  may  I  sit  there,  when  he  comes  triumph 

ant, 
Dooming  the  nations  I  then  ascend  to  glory 
While  our  hosannas  aU  along  the  passage 

Shout  the  Redeemer. 

Hy>i5  213.     P.  M. 

1   Lo  !  we  see  the  sign  appearing, 

Jesus  comes  the  Judge  severe, 
Hell  is  trembling,  earth  is  quaking — 

Sinners  shriek  with  awful  fear  ! 
Come  to  judgment  1 

Stand  vour  awful  doom  to  hear. 


ivuGUEifT.  !12a3 

i  See  the  world  in  flames  now  burning, 

Hills  and  mountains  fly  away ; 
The  moon  in  blood — the  stars  all  fallmg 

Comets  blazing  through  the  sky. 
Thunders  rolling ! 

Sinners  now  for  succour  cry 

3  From  the  general  conflagration 
Mount  the  righteous  up  on  high  ! 

Gain  the  hope  of  their  salvation, 
Live  with  God  no  more  to  die. 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  they  cry. 

4  Stop,  my  soul,  look  back  and  wonder^ 
See  the  wicked  left  behind — 

Hear  them  crying,  weeping,  wailing, 
For  a  moment's  ease  to  find. 

Doom'd  to  sorrow  ! 
In  the  lake  of  hell  confined. 

Hymn  214.     P.M. 

1  Ye  virgin  souls  arise. 
With  all  the  dead  awake, 
Unto  salvation  wise. 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  Father  nigh- 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 

And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 
Make  ready  for  your  full  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  you.  LuiO 


254 


JvvGytE.sr. 


3  Go  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlastixig  Friend- 
Tour  Head  to  gToriiy, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend. 

Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  ?rac« 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Te  that  have  here  received 
The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  hved. 

And  thirsted  for  his  love  : 
Jesus  shall  ciaim  you  for  his  oride : 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctified. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day,  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 
To  stand  before  his  throne  ; 

Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
And  lean  on  your  Immanuel's  breast. 

6  The  everlasting  doors 
Shall  soon  the  saints  receive, 
With  seraphs,  thrones,  and  powers 
In  glorious  joy  to  live  : 

And  far  from  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 

7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 
The  trumpet's  welcome  sound  , 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  foimd : 
Enrobed  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  w!iich  the  bride  shall  ever  siiXLA 


255 

PASTORAL 
Hymn  215.     P.M. 

1  Thou  sweet  gliding  Cedron,  by  thy  silver 

stream,  [beam 

Our  Saviour  at  midnight,  when  Cynthia's  pule 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently 

stray. 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 

CHOIIUS. 
Come  saints  and  adore  him,  come  bow  at  his  feet, 
Oh :  give  liim  tlie  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  tlie  skies. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his 

head, 
How  hard  was  his  pillow — how  humble  his  bed : 
The  angels  astonish'd,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  foUow'd  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  Oh  !  garden  of  Olivet,  dear  honour'd  spot. 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above| 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 

Hymn  216.     P.M. 
1  One  night,  as  I  lay  musing, 

The  Spirit  said  to  me, 
"  Go  blow  the  gospel  trumpet, 

Go  sound  the  jubilee  ; 
Go  tell  them  1  am  risen. 

And  death  they  need  not  fear ; 
I've  turn'd  the  awful  summons 

To  a  sweet  messenger. 


2oG  PASTORAL. 

2  "  The  harvest  fields  are  ripeniiijf  ■ 
The  labourers  are  few  ; 

When  Zion  she  doth  languish, 
Oh  watchmen  1  where  are  you  r 

Their  blood  ^rill  cry  against  you, 
If  idle  you  should  be  : 

You  see  the  sword  is  coining, 
Then  sound  the  jubilee. 

3  *'  Come,  oh  my  Father's  children  1 
Redeem'd  for  liberty  I 

Why  stand  you  here  so  idle 

And  wasting  all  the  day .' 
Remember  some  are  teaching. 

While  others  preach  the  word  ; 
Go  labour  in"  the  vineyard, 

ril  give  a  sure  reward." 

4  Come  brethren  all,  and  sisters, 
,     Though  but  a  little  band, 

The  vict'ry  I'll  ensure  you. 
Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand  ; 

Then  \vield  the  sword  with  pleasure, 
The  battle  goes  aright : 

Thus  Israel  gaind  the  vict'ry 
Against  the  Amalekite. 

£i  Come,  aU  ye  sons  of  vanity, 

Who  are  exposed  to  death. 
Who've  listed  under  Pharaoh, 

Th'  Egyptian  king  beneath ,; 
Although  you  serve  with  rigour, 

He  wUl  not  set  you  free, 
TTien  hearken  to  the  gospel, 

The  sound  of  jubilee. 


6  Come  ye  who're  bound  for  Canaan, 
And  give  me  your  right  hand, 

Who've  turn'd  your  backs  on  Egjpt, 
And  join'd  our  little  band  ; 

I  pray  you  hold  out  faithful, 
Your  crown  it  will  be  sure  : 

You'll  reign  with  Christ  your  Savioux 
In  bliss  for  evermore. 

7  How  beauteous  are  the  garments, 
The  bride  of  Christ  doth  wear  1 

He  adorns  her  with  his  presence, 
And  clothes  her  with  his  care  : 

He  decks  her  with  rich  jewels. 
And  crowns  her  with  his  love ; 

And  by  his  mighty  power, 
Ple'll  bear  her  safe  above. 

Hymn  217.     P.M. 

1  I'm  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 
I  bid  this  world  farewell : 

Come  on,  my  old  companions, 

In  spite  of  earth  or  hell. 
Lo  !  Satan's  army  rages, 

And  all  his  hosts  combine  ! 
Yet  Scripture  doth  engage  for  us, 

The  strength  of  grace  divine. 

2  I'll  blow  the  silver  trumpet, 
And  on  the  nations  call ; 

For  Christ  hath  me  commission'd 

To  say  he  died  for  all. 
Come  try  his  grace,  and  prove  him, 

Y'ou  shall  the  gift  obtain  ; 
He  will  not  send  you  empty, 

Nor  let  you  come  in  vain. 


258  PASTORAL. 

3  And  if  you  want  a  witness, 
Here  are  some  just  at  hand, 

That  have  lately  felt  the  sweetneiw 
Now  flowing  from  that  land : 

It  comes  in  copious  showers, 
Our  bodies  can't  contain ; 

It  fills  our  ransom'd  powers — 
And  now  we  drink  again ! 

4  The  glories  of  that  kingdom 
My  soul  cannot  describe  ; 

I  feel  it  is  within  me, 

I  feel  the  blood  applied. 
Oh  come  unto  the  Saviour's  arms 

And  you  shall  feel  his  love, 
'Tis  sweeter  than  all  other  charms, 

It  comes  from  heaven  above. 

5  The  glories  of  that  heavenly  place 
I've  ofltimes  felt  before, 

But  what  I've  felt  is  but  a  taste, 
Which  makes  me  look  for  more. 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  fly  and  be  at  rest ; 

Then  would  I  soar  to  worlds  above, 
And  be  for  ever  blest. 

6  My  soul  looks  up,  and  sees  him  smile 
And  then  tlie  blessing  send. 

And  I  am  thinking  all  the  while. 
When  will  this  journey  end .'' 

I  contemplate  it  can't  be  long 
Till  he  will  come  again, 

Then  I  shall  johi  that  heavenly  throng. 
And  in  his  kingdom  reign. 


2S9 


7  Oh  could  I  join  that  heavenly  tlirong, 
And  ne'er  return  agam  ! 

I  «rould  not  think  the  season  long- 
That  I  had  suffered  pain  : 

When  Zion's  sons  are  marclung  home 
Along  the  heavenly  street, 

Then  I  would  march  along  with  them, 
And  bow  before  his  feet. 

8  The  tallest  of  those  heavenly  ones 
Would  fail  for  to  describe 

The  brightness  v/hich  the  Saviour  puts 

Upon  his  lovely  bride. 
Ten  thousand  years  around  may  roll, 

We  have  but  just  begun 
To  wear  our  robes,  and  glittering  crowns, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun. 

Hvmn218.    L.  M. 

1  Mv  brethren,  from  my  heart  beloved, 
Whose  welfare  fills  my  daily  care. 

My  present  joy,  my  future  crown, 
The  word  of  exhortation  hear. 

2  Stand  fast  upon  the  sohd  roclc 

Of  the  Redeemer's  righteousness  ; 
Adorn  the  gospel  with  your  lives. 
And  practise  what  your  lips  profess. 

3  With  pleasure  meditate  the  hour 
When  he  descending  from  the  skies, 

Shall  bid  your  bodies,  mean  and  vile. 
In  his  own  glorious  image  rise. 

4  Glory  in  his  dear  honour'd  nam«», 
To  him  inviolably  cleave : 


260  MORWING. 

Your  all  be  purchased  with  his  blood. 
Nor  let  him  less  than  all  receive. 

5  Such  is  your  Pastor's  faithful  charge. 
Whose  soul  desires  not  yours,  but  you  ■ 

Oh  may  he,  at  the  Lord's  right  hand, 
Himself,  and  all  his  people  view. 

Hymn  219.     P.M. 

1  Heralds  of  the  King  of  kings, 
Preach  the  peace  the  gospel  brings  j 
Loud  extol  th'  incarnate  God, 
Preach  the  virtue  of  his  blood. 

2  Celebrate  with  erery  breath 
Jesus'  meritorious  death  ; 
Speak  of  Jesus'  saving  name. 
Which  for  ever  is  tlie  same. 

3  And  may  we  in  chorus  join, 
Blessing,  praising  love  divine ; 
Never  be  ashamed  to  tell 

Ciirist  hath  saved  our  souls  from  hell 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Hymn  220.    CM. 

Morning. 

1  Once  more  the  cheering  beams  of  day 
Salute  my  waking  eyes  ; 

Once  more  with  thankfvd  songs  I  pay 
My  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Oh  glorious  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 
Diffuse  thy  beams  divine ; 

Let  me  behold  thy  lovely  face, 
And  in  thine  image  shine. 


MORNING. 

8  As  the  bright  orbs  that  cheer  the  night 

Sink  in  tlie  solar  blaze  ; 
So  may  each  sensual,  vain  delight, 

In  thy  refulgent  rays. 
4  Fain  would  I  raise  my  morning  song, 

And  praise  thy  glorious  name  : 
Thy  bounteous  love  inspires  my  tongue, 

Thy  mercy  is  my  theme. 

6  From  thee  our  night  and  morning  joya 

In  sweet  succession  flow  : 
Each  night  and  morn  I'll  raise  my  voice. 

And  spread  thy  praise  below. 

6  Great  source  of  light !  indulgent  God ! 
How  rich  thy  mercies  are  ! 

Teach  me  to  spread  thy  name  abroad, 
And  all  thy  love  declare. 

7  May  thy  sweet  beams  on  Zion  shino, 
The  clouds  of  sin  dispel ; 

That  peace,  and  love,  and  life  divine, 
In  every  heart  may  dwell. 

8  Let  that  bright  day  roll  swiftly  on, 
When  Christ  shall  reign  below  ; 

And  all  beneath  the  circling  sun 
Shall  thy  salvation  know. 

9  For  th».i,  oh  Lord,  may  every  heart 
In  cons- ant  prayer  ascend, 

Till  all  shv-ll  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
And  pra>  se  thee  without  end. 

10  Keep  us,  oh  Lord,  till  that  great  day 
When  thou,  our  Judge,  shalt  come. 

To  call  our  ransom'd  souls  away 
To  tlieir  eternal  home 


HrMN221.    CM. 

Mo  riling. 

1  Thy  daily  mercies,  oh  my  God  J 
My  waking  thoughts  employ ; 

And  while  I  meditate  on  thee, 
My  heart  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

2  Thou  giv'st  me  rest  upon  my  bed, 
Soil  slumbers  to  my  eyes ; 

Thy  goodness  is  again  renew'd 
When  in  the  morn  I  rise. 

3  Throughout  the  business  of  the  day 
Thine  arm  doth  me  uphold  • 

Amidst  the  terrors  of  the  night 
Thy  presence  makes  me  bold. 

4  Whether  in  sickness  or  in  health 
Thy  grace  doth  me  sustain, 

liCt  me,  oh  Lord,  thy  favour  have, 
And  I  shall  ne'er  complain. 

5  Aided  by  thee,  I  need  not  fear 
The  powers  of  rich  or  great ; 

Their  pomp  and  wealth  I  covet  not 
Nor  envy  all  their  state 

G  Although  the  fig  tree  blossom  not 

Nor  vineyard  yield  increase  ; 
In  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 

To  joy  I  will  not  cease 

7  Although  the  world  by  storms  be  toss'd. 

And  crumble  into  dust ; 
Yet  still  in  thee,  my  only  hope, 

I  will  securely  trust. 


EVENING.  203 

Hymn  222.    L.  M 

Evening. 

1  Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 

Oh  let  thy  mercy  tune  ray  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  joyful  praise. 

2  My  days,  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power, 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart 
Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful  can  from  thee  depart, 

And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 

I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  weary  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose. 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

Hymn  223.    L.  M. 

Evening. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessing  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  oh  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ifls  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be.  • 


264  FAREWELL. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  httle  as  my  bed  : 
Teach  mc  to  die,  that  so  I  may 

Rise  glorious  at  the  final  day 

4  Oh  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  viiTorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake 

5  If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply  ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest. 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

FAREWELL  HYMNS. 

Hvmn224.    p.m. 

1  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
The  gospel  sounds  the  jubilee  ; 

My  stamm'ring  tongue  shall  sound  aloud 

From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea: 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  God'«  iree  grace. 

2  Farewell !  in  bonds  and  union  dear. 
Like  cords  you  twine  about  my  heart , 

I  humbly  beg  your  fervent  prayer. 
Till  we  do  meet  no  more  to  part 
Till  we  do  meet  in  worlds  above. 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell,  my  earthly  friends  below, 
Though  all  so  kind,  so  dear  to  me ; 

My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go, 
To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee  : 
To  sound  the  joys,  and  bear  the  news 
To  Gentile  nations  and  the  Jews. 


FAREWELL.  aK 

'4  Farewell,  yeung  people,  one  and  all, 

While  God  shall  grant  me  breath  to  breathe, 

I'll  pray  to  the  Eternal  All, 
That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live 

That  your  dear  souls  prepared  may  l>c 

To  reign  in  bliss  eternally. 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun ; 

And  as  I  pass  in  tears  below, 
^/^he  path  is  straight,  my  feet  shall  run, 

And  God  shall  keep  me  as  I  go : 
My  God  shall  keep  me  in  his  hand, 
*\.nd  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

i   Farewell,  farewell!  I  look  above — 

Jesus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call ; 
I'Hy  joy,  my  hope,  my  only  love. 

My  safeguard  hence,  my  heavenly  all; 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  song  to  sing ; 
My  hope  in  death,  my  heavenly  King. 

Hymn  225.    P.M. 

1  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  tiie  time  is  at 

hand. 
That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away; 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

8  Farewell,  my  deir  brethren,  farewell  for  a 

while. 
We'll  soon  meet  again,  if  kind  Providence  smile 
But  when  we  are  parted,  and  scatter'd  abroad, 
hxii  us  pray  for  each  other,  and  wrestle  with 

God. 


266  FAREWELL. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be  dis* 

charged ; 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  enlarged : 
With  shouting  and  singing,  though  Jordan  may 

roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  evermore. 

4  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who  are  listed 

for  war. 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near : 
Although  you  must  travel  the  dark  wilderness, 
Your  Captain  's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  in 

peace. 

5  The  world,  and  the  devil,  and  hell  all  unite ; 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to  fright : 
But  Jesus  is  for  you,  who's  stronger  than  they? 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your  way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  sad  broken 

heart, 
Oh  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good  part : 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save  j 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive. 

7  Farewell,  faithful  Christians,  farewell   all 

around ;  [sotmd : 

Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  trumpet  shall 
To  meet  you  in  glory  I  give  you  my  hand, 
Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  the  heavenly  land, 

8  Oh  glory,  oh  glory,  oh  glory  to  God ! 
Redemption  we  have  through  our  J  esus's  blood . 
I  long  to  be  going  to  meet  him  above, 

To  gaze  ou  his  glory,  and  feast  on  his  love* 


FAREWELL. 


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Hymn  226.    P.M. 

1  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  beloved  of  the 

Lord, 
The  footnteps  of  Jesus  you'll  find  in  his  word  : 
Then  follow  your  Saviour  wherever  he  goes  j 
Stand  fast  and  unshaken  whatever  oppose. 

2  On  parting,  dear  brethren,  I  give  you  my 

hand, 
In  token  of  friendship,  that  uniting  band  : 
Although  for  a  while  these  vile  bodies  must 

part. 
Cemented  in  love,  we  are  still  joined  in  heart. 

3  The  time  is  approaching  when  Christ  shall 

appear  [there : 

In  glory,  and  then  all  his  saints  shall  meet 
No  fear  then  of  parting,  no  grief,  no  complaint, 
Shall  ever  be  heard  from  the  tongue  of  a  saint 

4  But  praise  and  thanksgiving  shall  be  their 

employ ;  [cloy : 

Their  sojIs  always  feasting,  yet  never  shall 
New  scenes  still  unfolding,  new  joys  shall  aftbrd , 
All  glory,  and  honour,  and  praise  to  the  Lord. 

Hymn  227.     L.  M. 
1  From  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ^ 
It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
That  distance  and  time  can't  remove : 
It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 
Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  in  Immanuel's  ground. 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  oofst. 


2()8  FAREWELL. 

2  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  souls  so  united  in  love  ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 
Oh  why  so  unwilling  to  part, 

Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

3  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
And  join  with  the  angels  above  ; 

Set  free  fiom  our  prison  of  clay, 
United  in  Jesus's  love  : 
With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign. 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 
And  sing  hallelujahs,  amen; 
Amen  !  even  so  let  it  be. 

Hymn  228.    P.M. 

1  Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing. 
Send  it  down,  Lord,  from  above ; 

May  we  all  return  home  praying, 

And  rejoicing  in  thy  love  : 
Farewell,  brethren ;  farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies, 
Since  together  we  have  been 

Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 
Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin : 
Farewell,  brethren  j  farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

3  May  thy  blessing,  Lord,  go  with  na 
To  each  one's  respective  home , 


FAREWELL. 

And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus 

Rest  upon  us  every  one  : 
Farewell,  brethren  ;  farewell,  sisters. 
;  Till  we  all  shall  meet  at  home. 

|B  Hymn  229.    P.M. 

I^TiORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Till  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
liSt  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

Oh  refresh  us, 
Trav'lling  through  this  wilderness 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyfiil  sound ; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  bo  found. 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Call'd  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  thee  in  endless  day. 

Hvmn230.    L.M. 

1  Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  begone, 

I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you  ; 

I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 

Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 

Farewell,  farewefl,  farewell, 
Mv  loving  friends,  farewell. 
'  18 


270  FAREATELL. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along. 
Nor  waits  for  mortals,  care  or  bliss  j 

T  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love  ; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven , 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you : 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 

Fight  on,  fight  on,  fight  on, 
The  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 

C  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 
It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here  ; 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you  ; 
Oh  turn  and  fi  d  salvation  near. 

Oh  turn,  oh  turn,  oh  turn, 
And  find  saJvation  near.- 

Hymn  231.     P.M. 

1  What  happy  children,  who  follow  Jesus 
Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 

And  join  in  union,  while  love  increases, 
Resolved  this  way  to  spend  our  days: 

Although  we're  hated  by  the  world  and  Satan 
By  the  flesh,  and  such  as  love  not  God; 


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Y  et  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons, 
We  ofltimes  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  Since  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 
We've  felt  some  strength  come  from  above: 

Our  hearts  have  burned  with  holy  rapture, 

We  long  to  be  absorbed  in  love  : 
Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come : 
Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven, 

So  farewell,  brethren,  we're  going  home . 

3  And  as  we  go,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 
And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace  ; 

Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure, 
And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face  ; 

Now  here's  my  heart  and  my  best  wishes, 
In  token  of  my  Christian  love  ; 

In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 
So  farewell,  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 

Hymn  232.     P.M. 
1  Hail  the  gospel  jubilee, 
Jesus  comes  to  ^et  us  free. 
Who  for  us  shed  his  precious  bh)od, 
To  raise  our  fallen  souls  to  God  , 
And  since  the  work  of  sufF'ring  's  done. 
We'll  glory  give  to  God  alone. 

Free  salvation  be  our  boast. 

Ever  mindful  what  it  cost ; 

Ever  grateful  for  the  prize, 

Let  our  praises  reach  the  skies. 

CHORUS 

Firm  united  let  us  be, 
In  the  bonds  of  charity ; 
Am  a  band  of  brothers  joined. 
Loving  God  and  all  mankind. 


Z72  FAREWELL. 

2  Rise,  ye  heralds  of  the  Lord, 

Take  the  breast  plate,  shield,  and  sword; 

Against  the  hosts  of  hell  proclaim 

A  war  in  Christ's  all  conqu'ring  name  • 

Nor  fear  to  gain  the  victory 

When  for  this  glorious  liberty 
You  on  Jesus  Christ  depend — 
He'll  the  suffering  cause  defend; 
Place,  oh  place  in  hixn  your  trust, 
He's  almighty,  wise,  and  just. 

CHORUS. 
Firm  united  brethren  stand, 
Firm  and  undivided  band. — 
Brethren  dear,  in  Jesus  join'd, 
Fill'd  witli  all  his  constant  mind. 

3  Sound,  the  gospel  trumpet  sound, 
Through  the  earth's  remotest  bound ; 
Let  Jesus'  name,  with  loud  applause, 
Ring  through  the  world  his  righteous  lawi 
He  gives  and  rules  in  mercy  mild, 
Believe,  and  be  ye  reconciled 

To  a  God  of  truth  and  love, 
Sending  blessings  from  above  ;-  - 
Now  is  the  accepted  time. 
Listen  every  joyful  clime. 

CHORUS. 
Hail — the  gospel  jul)ilee, 
Jesus  comes  to  set  us  free. 
He  is  come  no  more  to  bleed — 
Free  we  then  shall  be  indeed. 

4  Now  the  Sovereign  of  the  sky 
Comes,  the  troops  of  hell  must  fly; 
He  is  the  rock  of  ages  sure, 

And  all  who  to  t>Ue  end  endure, 


A  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 
Shall  wear  in  realms  of  endless  bliss : 

There  with  blood-wash'd  throngs  above, 

Wond'ring  at  redeeming  love, 

Evermore  we'll  shout  and  sing ; 

Heaven's  palace  loud  shall  ring. 

CHORUS. 
Firm  united,  let  us  go 
On  in  Jesus'  steps  below, 
As  a  band  of  brothers  join'd, 
And  eternal  glory  lind. 

Hymn  233.     P.M. 

1  The  trumpet  of  God 

Is  sounding  abroad  [blood 

The  language  of  mercy,  salvation  through 

2  Thrice  happy  are  they 
Who  hear  and  obey, 

And  share  in  the  blessings  of  this  gospel  day. 

3  Their  anguish  and  smart, 
And  sorrow  depart, 

Who  find  this  salvation  inscribed  on  their  heart 

4  True  pleasures  abound 

In  the  rapturous  sound,  [found. 

And  they  that  have  fotrnd  it  have   paradise 

5  Our  Jesus  to  know. 
And  feci  his  blood  flow, 

'Tis  life  everlasting,  'tis  heaven  below. 

6  This  blessing  be  mine 
Through  favour  divine ; 

Dut,  oh  my  Redeemer,  the  glory  be  thlno 


274  FAREWELL. 

Hymn  223.    P.  M 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 
The  Christian  while  he  sings: 

It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 
With  healing  in  his  wings : 

When  comforts  are  declining, 
He  grants  the  soul  again 

A  season  of  clear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation 
We  sweetly  then  pursue 

The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
E'en  let  th'  unknown  to  morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 
But  he  can  bear  us  through : 

Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing. 
Will  clothe  his  people  too : 

Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 
No  creature  but  is  fed ; 

And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 
Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig  tree  neither 
Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear ; 

Though  all  the  fields  should  wither. 
Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  : 

Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice  > 

For  while  in  him  confiding, 
I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


FAREWELL.  275 

Hymn  235.     P.  M. 
1   Whv  shi inks  my  weak  nature  ?  ah!  what 

can  it  mean  ?  [serene  ' 

Why  flutters  my  heart,  which  till  now  was 
<Vhy  ling'ring  and  trembling,  while  glory's  so 

near  ?  [here  ? 

Ox  whence  the  enchantment  that  fetters  me 
U'  Thou  world  of  illusions,  for  ever  adieu ! 
Vour  phantoms  imhallow'd  recede  from  my 

view ;  [invite, 

j^^ew  worlds  and  new  wonders  my  passions 
And  glories  ineffable  dawn  in  my  sight. 
!{  Hail,  visions  celestial,  and  thou  divine 

Source 
"Df  life,  hope,  and  glory  ;  if  e'er  in  my  course 
Thy  grace  hath  renew'd  and  made  perfect  my 

heart, 
Now  let  me  in  peace  and  in  triumph  depart. 

4  'T  is  done  !  lo,  they  come  !  bright  celestials 

descend;  [lend: 

Saints  angels,  and  seraphs,  their  symphonies 
The  spheres  are  all  vocal,  the  raptures  draw 

near, 
Impartial  vibrations  resound  in  my  ear. 

5  Cease !  cease  then,  fond  nature ;  oh !  cease 

then  thy  strife, 
A  nd  let  me  now  languish  and  die  into  life 
Blest  powers  receive  me ;  I  mount  on  your 

wing  ;  [where 's  thy  Ktrng*' 

•^^h  grave,  where's  thy  vict'ry  ?  oh  death, 

Hymn  236.    P.M. 
Oh  Jesus,  the  donor  of  all  we  enjoy, 
>ur  lives  to  thine  honour  we  wish  to  emplojr 


276  FAREWELL. 

With  praises  unceasing  we "11  sing  of  thy  najuo ; 
Thy  goodness  increasing,  thy  love  we'll  pro- 
claim. 

2  With  joy  we  remember  the  dawn  of  that  day, 
When,  cold  as  December,  in  darkness  we  lay  j 
The  sweet  invitation  we  heard  with  surprise, 
And  witness"d  salvation  to  flow  from  the  skies 

3  The  wonderful  name  of  our  Jesus  well  sing, 
And  publish  the  name  of  our  Captain  and  King ; 
With  sweet  exultation  his  goodness  we  prove; 
His  name  is  salvation,  his  nature  is  love. 

4  We  now  are  enlisted  in  Jesus's  cause, 
Divinely  assisted  to  conquer  our  foes  : 

His  grace  will  support  us  till  conflicts  are  o'er, 
He  then  will  escort  us  to  Zions  bright  shore. 

5  And  when  to  the  regions  of  glory  we  rise, 
And  j-^in  the  bright  legions,  and  shout  through 

tlie  skies  ;. 
We'll  tell  the  glad  story  of  Jesus's  grace, 
And  give  him  fhe  glcfry,  the  honour,  and  praise. 

6  In  this  blest  employment  our  spirits  shall  rest 
In  sweetest  enjoyment  on  Jesus's  breast ; 

To  drink  of  the  streams  of  Immanuel's  love, 
And  bask  in  the  beams  of  his  glory  above. 
Htm>-  237.     P.  M. 

1  Befoue  Elisha's  gate 
The  Syrian  leper  stood  ; 

But  could  not  brook  to  wait, 
He  deem'd  himself  too  good: 
He  thought  the  prophet  would  attend. 
And  not  to  him  a  message  send. 

2  "  Have  I  this  journey  come, 
And  will  he  not  be  seen  .' 


FAREWELL.  277 

li  were  as  well  at  home, 

Would  washing  make  me  clean. 
Why  must  I  wash  in  Jordan's  flood  ? 
Damascus'  rivers  arc  as  good." 

3  Thus  by  his  foolish  pride 
He  almost  miss'd  a  cure  ; 

But  yet  at  length  he  tried, 
And  found  the  method  sure 
Soon  as  his  pride  was  brought  to  yield. 
His  leprosy  was  quickly  heal'd. 

4  Leprous  and  proud  as  he, 
To  Jesus  thus  I  came, 

From  sin  to  set  me  free. 

When  first  I  heard  his  fame  • 
Surely,  thought  I,  my  pompous  tr£dn 
Of  vows  and  tears  will  notice  gain. 

5  My  heart  devised  the  way 
Which  I  supposed  he'd  take  ; 

And  when  I  found  delay. 
Was  ready  to  go  back  : 
Had  he  some  painful  task  enjoin'd 
I  to  performance  seem'd  inclined. 

G  When  by  his  word  he  spake, 

*'  That  fountain  open'd  see; 

'Twas  open'd  for  thy  sake  ; 

Go  wash,  and  thou  art  free . 

Oh  !  how  did  my  proud  heart  gainsay, 

[  fear'd  to  trust  this  simple  way. 

7  At  length  I  trial  made, 

When  I  had  much  endured  j 
The  message  I  obey'd  ; 

I  wash'd  and  I  was  cured  • 


278  FAREWELL. 

Sinners,  this  healing  fountain  try, 
Which  cleansed  a  wretch  so  vile  as  I 

Hymn  238.     C.  M. 

1  PooTR  sinners  !  little  do  they  think 
With  whom  they  have  to  do  ' 

But  stand  securely  on  the  brink 
Of  everlasting  wo. 

2  Belshazzar,  thus  profanely  bold, 
The  Lord  of  hosts  defied  ; 

But  vengeance  soon  his  boast  controll'i^ 
And  humbled  all  his  pride. 

3  He  saw  a  hand  upon  the  wall, 
(And  trembled  on  his  throne,) 

Which  wrote  his  sudden,  dreadful  fall 
In  characters  unknown. 

4  Why  should  he  tremble  at  the  view 
Of  what  he  could  not  read  ? 

Foreboding  conscience  quickly  knew 
His  ruin  was  decreed. 

5  See  him  o'erwhelm'd  with  deep  distress , 
His  eyes  with  anguish  roll } 

Bss  looks  and  loosen'd  joints  express 
The  terrors  of  his  soul. 

6  His  pomp  and  music,  guests  and  wine, 
No  more  delight  afford  : 

Oh  sinner,  ere  this  case  be  thine, 
Begin  to  seek  the  Lord. 

7  The  law,  like  this  hand  writing  stands, 
And  speaks  the  wrath  of  God ; 

But  Jesus  answers  its  demands 
And  cancels  it  with  blood 


jeldditionaIm  smants. 

Hymn  239.     C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust ; 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  wish, 
In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  of  its  care, 

5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 

And  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms. 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Hymn  240.     S.  M. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive. 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 

Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 
Supplies  the  living  stream  • 


liSO  ADDITIONAL  HTMN*. 

It  IS  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Beware  of  Peter's  word, 
Nor  confidently  say, 

"  1  never  zcill  deny  thee,  Lord," 
But  grant  I  never  maij! 

4  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

5  E,etreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kio^ 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

6  In  Jesus  is  our  store ; 
Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 

Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more,' 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

Htmn  241.     S.  M. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 
The  evening  shades  appear  ; 

Oh  1  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest, 

So  death  wiU  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  posseat. 

3  I^ord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
"  Till  morning  light  ap])ears. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  S91 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 
And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

Oh  1  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love  ! 

Hymn  242.     CM. 

1  Jksus  in  thy  transporting  name, 
What  blissful  glories  rise  ! 

Josus  !  the  angel's  sweetest  theme — 
The  wonder  of  the  skies. 

2  Jesus !  and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky 
For  miseries  and  woes  .' 

And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan  and  die, 
For  vile,  rebellious  foes  ^ 

3  Victorious  love  !  can  language  tell 
The  wonders  of  thy  power, 

Which  conquer 'd  all  the  force  of  hell, 
In  that  tremendous  hour  .? 

4  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 
For  favours  so  divine  ? 

Oh  talf.e  my  heart — this  worthless  heart, 
Aoid  make  it  only  thine. 

Hymn  243.     C.  M. 
.  Oft  as  the  leper's  case  I  read,  ^ 

My  own  described  I  feel : 
Sin  is  a  leprosy  indeed. 

Which  none  but  Christ  can  heal 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


2  Awhile  I  would  have  passd  for  well, 
And  strove  my  spots  to  hide  ; 

Till  it  broke  out  incurable, 
Too  plain  to  be  denied. 

3  Then  from  the  saints  I  sought  to  ftee, 
And  dreaded  to  be  seen  ; 

I  thought  they  all  would  point  at  me 
And  cry, ."  Unclean,  unclean !" 

4  What  anguish  did  my  soul  endure, 
Till  hope  and  patiej^e  ceased .'' 

The  more  I  strove  mjself  to  cure, 
The  more  the  plague  increased. 

5  While  thus  I  lay  distress'd,  I  saw 
The  Saviour  passing  by  ; 

To  him,  though  fill'd  with  shame  and  awe 
I  raised  my  mournful  cry. 

6  Lord,  thou  canst  heal  me  if  thou  wilt, 
For  thou  canst  all  things  do  : 

Oh  cleanse  my  leprous  soul  from  guilt, 
My  filthy  heart  renew ! 

7  Pie  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 
Pronounced  the  healing  word : 

''  I  will,  be  clean,"  and  while  he  spoke, 
I  felt  my  health  restored. 

8  Come  lepers  seize  the  present  hour, 
The  Saviour's  grace  to  prove  ; 

He  can  relieve,  for  he  is  power, 
He  will,  for  he  is  love. 

Hymn  244.     P.  M 
I  From  the  regions  of  love, 
Lo '  an  angel  descended 


Al  riTlONAL  HYMNS.  ^tO 


A  nd  told  the  strange  news 
How  the  babe  was  attended  , 

Go,  shepherds,  and  visit 
This  wonderful  stranger, 

With  wonder  and  joy 
See  your  God  in  a  manger. 

CHORUS. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Who  obtain'd  our  redemption  t 
We'll  praise  him  evermore 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  you  and  each  nation ; 
(rlad  tidings  of  joy, 

Now  behold  your  salvation  ; 
\7hen  sudden  a  multitude 

Raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  the  Redeemer 

While  heaven  rejoices. 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  highest  is  given, 
Now  glory  to  God 

Is  re-echo'd  through  heaven, 
Around  the  whole  earth 

Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love, 

His  salvation  and  glory. 

4  Enraptured  I  burn 
With  delight  and  desire, 

A  love  so  divine 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire ; 
Around  the  bright  throne 

Now  hosannas  are  ringing;, 


^M  ADDITIONAL  HTMNf 

Oh,  when  shall  I  join  them. 
And  be  ever  singing  ! 

5  Triumphantly  ride 

In  thy  chariot  victorious, 
And  conquer  with  love 

Oh,  Jesus,  all  glorious  .' 
Thy  banner  unfurl. 

Bid  the  nations  surrender, 
And  own  thee  their  Saviour, 

Their  king  and  defender. 

Hymn  245.    L.  M. 

1  When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain 
The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 

One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 

But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
'  It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode. 

The  storm  was  loud — the  night  was  dark 
The  ocean  yawn'd — and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 
Death  struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 

When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 
K  bade  iiiy  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 

And  tluough  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  U86 

7  Now  safely  moor'd — my  peril  o'er* 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  madem, 
Ji^or  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  star  1 — the  star  of  Bethlehem ! 

Hymn  246.     7s. 

/  From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 

When  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 

What  melodious  sounds  I  hear 

Bursting  on  my  ravisli'd  ear  ! 
Love's  redeeming  work  is  done. 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  thrond, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  i 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid. 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  boai'd, 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  prest , 
Vet  again  a  (thild  confest ; 

Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come* 

4  Soon  the  day's  of  life  shall  end, 
Lo,  I  come  your  Saviour  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day ; 
Up  to  my  eternal  home, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

Hymn  247.    P.M. 
1  Who  is  this  that  comes  from  £doin  ? 
All  his  raiment's  stained  with  blood  ; 
19 


286  ADDITIONAL  HYMRS. 

To  the  slave  proclaiming  freedom. 
Bringing  and  bestowing  good- 
Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears  } 
Glorious  in  the  spoils  he  bears  ? 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious, 
Trav'lling  onward  in  his  might ; 

'Tis  the  Saviour,  oh  how  glorious 

To  his  people  is  the  sight ' 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save  , 
Mighty  to  redeem  the  slave. 

3  Why  that  blood  his  raiment  stainliijif  ? 
'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  • 

Of  his  foes  there's  none  remaining: 

None  the  contest  to  maintain. 
Fall'n  they  are  no  more  to  rise  ; 
All  their  glory  prostrate  lies. 

4  Mighty  victor,  reign  for  evei : 
Wear  the  crown  so  dearly  won : 

Never  shall  thy  people,  never 

Cease  to  sing  what  thou  hast  done' 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes ; 
Thou  hast  heal'd  thy  people's  woes 

Hymn  248.    P.  M. 

1  The  great  Redeemer  rose ; 
The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes, 
High  raised  his  conqu'ring  head : 
In  wild  dismay, 
The  guards  around 
Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 


ADDmOITAL  HTMira. 

2  Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet 

To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 
Joyfu-  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way 
From  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 

Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high. 
What  mu-sic  fills  the  air  ! 
Their  anthems  say : 
"  J^sus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead  ; 
He  rose  to  day." 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 

And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwelL 
With  Christ  we  rise  ; 
With  Christ  we  reign, 
And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

Hymkt  249.     p.  M. 

1  Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know, 
Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show  ; 
John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal . 

Run  like  the  u.nwearied  Paul, 
Win  the  day,  and  conquer  all. 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender  heartedness ; 


28b  ADDITIOITAL  HTMHI. 

Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel, 
James's  faith  by  works  reveal : 

Like  young  Timothy,  may  1 

Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  I  show, 
David's  true  devotion  know ; 
Samuel's  call,  oh  may  I  hear ! 
Lazarus's  happy  portion  share 

Let  Isaiah's  hallowed  fire 
All  my  new  born  soul  inspire. 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer^ 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care  j 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart: 

Abra'm's  friendship  may  I  prove, 
Faithful  to  the  God  I  love. 

5  Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue 
That  example  Jesus  drew ; 
By  my  life,  and  conduct  show, 
How  he  lived,  and  walk'd  below  : 

Day  by  day,  through  grace  restored, 
Imitate  my  blessed  Lord. 

Hymn  250.     P.  M. 

1  Hail  the  day  so  long  expected, 

Hail  the  year  of  full  release, 
Zion's  walls  are  now  erected. 

And  the  watchmen  hve  in  peace. 
From  the  distant  courts  of  Zion, 
The  shrill  trumpet  loudly  roars, — 

Babylon  is  fallen,  is  fallen,  is  fnllen, 
-  Babylon  is  fallen,  to  rise  no  morot 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  <fl3» 

2  Hark,  and  hear  the  people  crying, 
See  the  city  disappears  ; 

Trade  and  traffic  all  are  dying, 

Lo  !  they  sink  to  rise  no  more  ! 
Merchants  who  have  bought  her  traffic, 

Crying  frorn  a  distant  shore, — 

Babylon  is  fallen,  Sec,  ' 

3  All  her  merchants  cry  with  wonder, 
What  is  this  that  comes  to  pass  ? 

Murmuring  hke  some  distant  thunder ; 

Crying,  Oh  !  alas,  alas  ! 
Swell  tlw;  sounds,  ye  kings  and  nobles, 

Priests  and  people,  rich  and  poor — 
Babylon  is  fiillen,  &.c 

t  Lo,  the  captains  are  returning, 

Up  to  Zion  see  them  fly ; 
While  the  heavenly  host  rejoices, 

Shout  and  echo  through  the  sky 
See  the  ancients  of  the  city, 

Terrified  at  the  uproar — 

Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

5  Tune  your  harps,  ye  heavenly  choir 
Shout,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb  ; 

See  the  city  all  on  fire, 

Clap  your  hands,  and  blow  the  flame  , 

Now's  the  day  of  compensation, 
Hope  of  mercy  now  is  o'er. — 
Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

Hymn  251.    P.M. 
I  Man,  at  his  first  creation,  in  Eden  God  did 
place,  [race : 

The  public  head  and  father  of  all  the  human 


290  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

'Twas  by  the  subtle  serpent  he  was  beguile^ 
and  fell,  [death  and  hell 

And  thro'  his  disobedience,  was  doom'd  to 

2  Death  was  pronounced  against  him,  deaXh 

was  the  penalty ;  [led  be  , 

The  law  of  God  was  broken,  and  must  fulfil- 
But  man,  the  helpless  creature,  unable  to  per- 
form [upon. 
The  smallest  jot  or  tittle,  to  build  his  hopes 

3  Whilst  in  this  situation,  behold  the  promise 

made,  [:u<.rpent's  head, 

The  offspring  of  the  woman  shall  bruise  the 
Destroy  the  powers  of  darluiess,  that  man  should 

only  feel 
The  malice  of  the  serpent  a  raging  at  his  heel. 

4  The  Scripture  it  was  given  in  spirit  and  in 

truth  ;  •       [was  set  forth  ; 

In  darksome  types  and  shadows  the  Saviour 
Its  sacrifice  and  ofTrings,  he  on  the  altar  slain, 
No  blood  of  goats  and  heifers  can  take  away  the 

stain. 

5  Lo  !  at  the  time  appointed,  Jesus  unveil'd  his 

face,  [place ; 

Assumed  our  human  nature,  and  suffered  in  our 
He  sufiered  on  Mount  Calvary — yes,  there  he 

ransom *d  me, 
The  law  demands  attention  to  pay  the  penalty. 

6  With  rugged  thorns  they  pierced,  and  nail'd 

him  to  the  tree,  [slty  ; 

All  nature  seemed  to  mourn  to  behold  the  cru- 
But  justice  cried  against  him,  come  pay  the 

sinner's  due,  [must  go  through. 

Tiie  debt  you've  undertaken,  you  therefore 


ADDITIONAL  HVMNS.  2P1 

7  They  placed  him  in   a   sepulclire,  it  being 

near  at  hand  ;  [cold  iron  band  ; 

The  grave  it  could  not  hold  him,  nor  death's 
He  burst  the  bars  asunder,  he  pull'd  their  king- 
dom down,  [crown. 
He  overcame  his  enemies,  and  wears  a  starry 

8  Now  at  his  resurrection  to  Mary  he  appear'd, 
Go,  tell  to  my  disciples,  what  you  have  seen 

and  heard  ;  [more  ; 

Go  tell  them  I  am  risen,  and  death  can  do  no 
I'm  going  to  my  Father,  to  live  for  evermore. 

9  He  came  to  his  disciples,  and  found  them  fvll 

alone,  [gospel  known ; 

And  gave  them  their  commission,  to  make  his 
Go,  preach  it  to  all  nations,  baptize  them  in  my 

name,  [shame. 

Beginning  at  Jerusalem,  'twas  there  I  suifer'i 

10  Go,  preach  it  to  all  nations,  that  they  may 

hear  and  know,  [ven  may  go  ^ 

Go,  publish  free  salvation,  that  men  to  hea- 
In  every  sore  temptation,  you  succour  I  will 

send,  [shall  end. 

And  lo !  1  will  be  with  you,  until  the  worJd 

Hymk  252.     P.  M. 

1  When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  aspire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire, 

Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parch 'd  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 


»y»  A    D        0«AL  HVMW9 

Though  the  deep  between  us  rolla^ 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls : 

And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 

Oft  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead ; 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid. 

Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 

There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

Hymn  253.     P.M. 

1  When  Hannah,  press'd  with  grief, 
Pour'd  forth  her  soul  in  prayer, 

She  quickly  found  relief, 
And  left  her  burden  there  ; 
Like  her,  in  every  trying  case. 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2  When  she  began  to  pray, 
Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  sad  ; 

But  ere  she  went  away, 
Was  comforted  and  glad  : 
In  trouble  what  a  resting  place. 
Have  they  who  know  the  throne  of  grAce. 

3  Though  men  and  devils  rage. 
And  threaten  to  devour  ; 

The  saints  from  age  to  age 
Are  safe  from  all  their  power ; 
Fresh  strength  they  gain  to  run  their  race. 
By  waiting  at  a  throne  of  grace. 

4  Eli  her  case  mistook. 
How  was  her  spirit  moved 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

By  his  unkind  rebuke  ! 

But  God  her  cause  approved  : 
We  need  not  fear  a  creature's  face, 
While  welcome  at  the  throne  of  grace. 

5  She  was  not  fill'd  with  wine, 
As  Eli  rashly  thought ', 

But  with  a  faith  divine, 

She  found  the  help  she  sought : 
Though  men  despise  and  call  us  base, 
Still  let  us  ply  the  throne  of  grace. 

6  Numbers  before  have  tried, 
And  found  the  promise  true ; 

Nor  has  one  been  denied. 
Then  why  should  I  or  you  ? 
Let  us  by  faith  their  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

Hymn  254.     P.  M. 

1  Come,  all  ye  Zion  travellers, 
Come  let  us  join  in  praise  ; 

Ye  ransom'd  now  returning. 
To  Christ  your  voices  raise  : 

Now  crowned  with  joy  and  gladness, 
Let  sorrows  flee  away, 

And  praise  the  Lord,  that  brought  \ui 
To  see  this  happy  day. 

2  The  watchmeji  of  Jerusalem 
Stand  on  her  walls  around, 

With  harmony  unceasing 
They  sweU  the  solemn  sound : 

So  pure  is  their  intention, 
While  eye  to  eye  they  see, 


294  ADDITIONAL  HTMXI. 

Of  Jesus  they  make  mention. 
To  sinners  night  and  day. 

3  See  prejudice  subsiding, 
And  vanishing  ajound, 

While  discord  and  dissension 
Are  falling  to  the  ground  : 

The  humble  hearted  pilgrims 
The  sweets  of  union  prove, 

And  sinners  stand  amazed, 
To  see  how  Christians  lovo 

4  No  trifling  non-essentials 
Disjoin  our  loving  hearts. 

We  drink  into  one  spirit, 
And  never  more  will  part. 

All  wicked  men  and  devils 
Exert  their  power  in  vain  ; 

Since  Christ  hath  us  united, 
No  power  can  make  us  twaia 

5  See  stubborn  sinners  fallin^r, 
Like  men  in  battle  slain ; 

For  mercy  loudly  calling, 
Nor  do  they  call  in  vain  ; 

For  soon  they  find  redemption 
In  the  atoning  blood, 

And  feel  a  free  salvation 

Flow  from  a  pardoning  God. 

6  Poor  formal,  dead  professors 
Stand  gazing  at  the  scenes  ; 

Amazed  and  perplexed, 

They  know  not  what  it  meanj 
They  call  it  wild  disorder. 

Nor  will  they  with  us  ioin : 


ADDITIONAL  HYMN*.  SB» 

Alas !  they  never  felt  it, 
The  force  of  truth  divine. 

7  But  let  the  world  despise  us, 
While  Jesus  is  our  friend, 

We  care  not  who  revile  us, 

He  will  our  cause  defend ; 
Nor  honour,  wealth,  or  pleasure 

Shall  our  affections  share  ; 
We  have  a  precious  Saviour, 

For  nothing  else  we  care. 

8  Come,  you  who're  bound  for  glory, 
And  give  me  your  right  hand, 

Who've  turn'd  your  back  on  Satan, 

And  join'd  the  little  band  ; 
I  pray  you  hold  out  faithful. 

And  then  your  crown  is  sure, 
You'll  reign  with  Christ  your  Saviour, 

In  bliss  for  evermore. 

Hymn  255.     C.  M. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  to  Pisgah's  height. 
And  view  the  promised  land  ; 

And  see  by  faith  the  glorious  sight, 

Our  heritage  at  hand  ; 
A  land  where  pure  enjoyments  dwell, 

And  blessings  most  divine  ; 
Where  saints  their  highest  notes  shall  swell, 

And  in  bright  glory  shine. 

2  There  endless  springs  of  pleasure  flow 
At  my  Redeemer's  side. 

For  all  who  live  in  faith  below. 

And  in  their  Lord  confide  ; 
Fair  Salem's  dazzling  gates  are  seen, 

Just  o'er  the  narrow  flood  ; 


WD  ADDITIONAL  HTMNS. 

And  fields,  adorn  d  in  living  green, 
The  residence  of  God. 

3  Oh  could  I  cross  rough  Jordan's  wave, 
No  danger  would  I  fear, 

My  bark  would  every  tempest  brave, 

For  oh  !  my  Shepherd  's  near, 
To  enrich  my  soul  with  fresh  supplies, 

Of  faith  and  hope,  and  love ; 
With  courage  then  I'll  win  the  prize, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  Though  death's  cold  waves  compass  m« 

round. 

And  heavy  tempests  roar  ; 
My  little  bark  in  safety's  found, 

For  Jesus  guides  me  o'er  : 
Should  storms  of  grief  and  sorrow  blow 

On  this  devoted  breast ; 
My  Saviour's  love  shall  guard  me  through 

To  everlasting  rest. 

5  My  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
Where  wild  distraction  reigns. 

Through  toils  and  death,  I'll  reach  at,  last 

Fair  Canaan's  happy  plains, 
"'['he  lamp  of  life  will  soon  grow  pale, 

The  spark  will  soon  decay  ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  sail, 

To  everlasting  day. 

Hymn  256.     P.M. 
;i  Lukewarm  souls,  the  foe  grows  stronger 

See  what  hosts  your  camp  surround, 
Arm  to  battle,  lag  no  longer, 

Hark !  the  silvei  trumpets  sound, 


ADDITIONAL  MVfliNS  297 

Wake,  ye  sleepers,  wake !  what  mean  you  ' 

Sin  besets  you  round  about, 
Up  and  search,  the  world's  within  you, 

Slay,  or  chase  the  traitor  out. 

2  What  enchants  you,  sloth  or  pleasure  '' 
Pluck  right  eyes—  with  right  hands  part! 

Ask  your  conscience  where's  your  treasure  ? 

For  be  certain  there's  your  heart : 
Give  the  fawning  foe  no  cre^dit. 

See  the  bloody  flag  unfurl'd ; 
T  hat  base  heart,  the  truth  hath  said  it, 

Loves  not  God,  that  loves  the  world. 

3  God  and  mammon  !  Oh,  be  wiser, 
Serve  them  both !  it  cannot  be ; 

Ease  in  warfare,  saint  and  miser. 

These  can  never  well  agree  : 
Shun  the  shame  of  basely  falling, 

Cumber'd  captives,  clogg'd  with  clay, 
Prove  your  faith,  make  sure  your  calling, 

Wield  the  sword,  and  win  the  day. 

4  Onward  press  towards  perfection. 
Watch  and  pray,  and  all  things  prove; 

Seek  to  know  your  own  election. 

Set  your  heart  on  things  above  : 
Shun  backsliding,  scorn  dissembling, 

Lo  !  salvation's  near  in  view  ; 
Work  it  out  with  fear  and  trembling  , 

'Tis  your  God  that  works  in  you. 
HyMxN257.    L.  M. 
1  Young  people  all,  attention  give, 

While  I  address  you  in  God's  name  j 
Vou  who  in  sin  and  folly  liv^, 

Come  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend. 


JJ98  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys, 
And  ranged  the  luring  scenes  of  vice ; 

But  never  knew  substantial  joys,  • 

Until  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice. 

2  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  wash'd  my  load  of  guilt  away  ; 

He  gave  me  glory,  peace,  and  heaven, 
And  thus  I  found  the  heavenly  way, 

And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view, 
The  billows  roll  beneath  your  feet ; 

For  death  eternal  waits  for  you 

Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

3  Youth,  like  the  spring,  will  soon  be  gone 
By  fleeting  time  or  conquering  dea-th ; 

Your  morning  sun  may  sit  at  noon, 
And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 

Your  sparkling  eyes,  and  blooming  cheeks, 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose ; 

The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding  sheet, 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  inclose. 

4  Ye  heedless  ones  that  wildly  stroll, 
The  grave  will  soon  become  your  bed, 

Where  silence  reigns  and  vapours  roll 
In  solemn  darkness  round  your  head. 

Y^our  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome  place, 
And  with  a  sigh  move  slow  along  ; 

Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 
With  which  your  graves  are  overgrown. 

5  Your  souls  will  land  in  darker  realms, 
Where  vengeance  reigns  and  billows  roar, 

A«nd  roll  amid  the  burning  flames, 

When  thousand  thousand  years  axe  o'er. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  2iW 

Sunk  in  the  shades  of  endless  night. 
To  groan  and  howl  in  endless  pain, 

And  never  more  behold  the  light, 
And  never,  never  rise  again, 

6  Ye  blooming  youth,  this  is  the  state 

Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse  ; 
And  soon  with  you  't  will  be  too  late. 

The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose 
'  Jome  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by, 

No  longer  fight  against  your  God  , 
Uut  with  the  gospel  now  comply, 

And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward.  . 

Hymn  258.     P.M. 

1  From  gloomy  dejection  my  thoughts  mount 

the  sky. 
And  realms  ever  peaceful,  transported  descry, 
There  joys  ever  blooming,  enrapture  the  soul, 
And  rivers  of  pleasure  incessantly  roll. 

2  There  sorrow  nor  sighing  can  never  infest, 
Nor  Satac  harrass,  nor  the  wicked  molest ; 
But  where  rest  perpetual  the  weary  obtain. 
Their  harvest  of  joy  and  their  infinite  gain. 

3  Ere  long  when  those  shadows  shall  all  be 

withdrawn, 
Extinguish'd  before  the  glad  light  of  the  dawn  , 
Which  rises  to  scatter  the  mourner's  sad  gloom, 
And  bury  for  ever  their  woes  in  the  tomb. 

4  I  too  shall  inherit  the  heavenly  prize. 

To  scenes  of  bright  glory  my  soul  shall  arise 
With  rapture  ineffable  join  the  glad  throng, 
And,  fiU'd  with  new  wonder,  unite  in  the  song 


300  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

5  If  such  be  my  portion,  why  should  I  con 

plain  ? 
Why  cherish  despondence,  why  sadness  retail  ? 
Is  sorrow  then  meet  for  an  heir  of  the  skies, 
"Who  shortly  to  blessings  unbounded  shall  rise  ? 

6  No  longer  I'll  murmur,  no  longer  repine, 
But  joy  'midst  those  troubles,  since  heaven  ■ 

mine ; 
Then  deep  in  oblivion  be  sunk  every  fear, 
Be  erased  from  my  bosom  each  trace  of  despair, 

7  How  glorious  the  scheme  that  grace   doth 

enhance. 
Our  hopes  to  enliven,  our  bliss  to  advance  ! 
It  fills  me  with  transport,  my  joys  overflow, 
Too  big  for  expression,  extatic  they  grow. 

8  Oh  aid  me,  ye  angels,  its  wonders  to  tell. 
Encompass  the  theme,  in  full  sympathy  dwell; 
But  still  it  enlarges — no  angel  can  scan. 

The  scheme  of  redemption,  the  wonderful  pla  i. 
Hyiwn  259.     C.  M. 

1  Go  forth  into  the  wilderness, 
And  preach  the  word  to  all ; 

Go  tell  them  of  their  wretchedness, 
Sustained  by  the  fall. 

2  Go  fill  the  world  with  solemn  awe. 
For  me  who  form'd  the  skies ; 

And  tell  them  how  they've  broke  my  law, 
Which  makes  mine  anger  rise. 

3  Forsake  your  friends,  and  brethren  too, 
And  lean  upon  my  word, 

I  then  will  bear  you  conqu'ror  through, 
And  take  you  home  to  God. 


ADDITIONAL  HVMNS.  301 

A  Farewell  to  all  my  prospects  here, 

My  Saviour  doth  command  ; 
He  bids  me  preach,  and  not  to  fear 

The  devirs  mighty  hand. 

5  The  sword  is  put  into  my  hand, 
The  shoes  are  on  my  feet ; 

I  now  am  bound  for  Canaan's  land, 
And  never  will  retreat. 

6  Go  on,  ye  aged  souls,  go  on 
The  good  old  way  above, 

Oh  that  the  Lord  would  now  come  down 
And  fill  us  with  his  love. 

7  My  younger  friends,  I  speak  to  you, 
Now  here's  my  heart  and  hand ; 

The  good  old  way  let  us  pursue, 
And  keep  our  Lord's  command. 

Hymn  260.     P.  M. 

1  Death  shall  not  destroy  my  comforts, 
(yhrist  will  guide  me  through  the  gloom  j 

Down  he'll  send  some  shining  convoy, 
To  escort  my  spirit  home. 

2  Jordan's  stream  cannot  o'erflow  me 
While  my  Saviour  's  by  my  side  ; 

Canaan,  Canaan,  lies  before  me. 
Soon  I'll  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

3  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 
On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream 

Sweet  responses  still  repeating 
Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  theme. 

See,  they  beckon,  hark !  they  call  ma, 
Sister  spirit  come  away : 
20 


302  ADDITIONAL  HYMM. 

JjO  !  I  come,  earth  can't  detain  mo ; 
Hail !  ye  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  World  above  and  crowns  of  glory, 
Far  above  yon  azure  sky ;      ^ 

Though  by  faith  I  now  explore  you, 
I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high. 

6  Soon  I'll  gain  a  full  possession, 
Faith  and  hope  do  now  increase; 

Xjove  enlarges  lilte  the  ocean, 

Love,  that  brightest,  sweetest  grace 

7  Swiftly  roll,  ye  lingering  hours, 
Seraphs,  lend  your  glitt'ring  wings ; 

Love  absorbs  my  ransom'd  powers, 
Heavenly  sounds  around  me  ring. 

8  Worlds  above  are  bright  and  glorious, 
'    All  beneath  is  dark  and  void ; 
Conquest  gain'd,  I'll  shout  victorious 

In  the  presence  of  my  God. 

9  Smiling  angels  mingle  with  me, 
Troops  resplendent  fill  the  skies ; 

Glory  shining  all  around  me. 
While  my  towering  spirit  flies. 

10  Jesus  clad  in  daz?Iing  splendour 
Now  my  Lord  appears  in  view ; 

Brethren,  could  you  see  my  Jesus, 
You  would  love  and  praise  hira  too. 

Hymn  261.     P.M. 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame. 
Quit,  oh,  quit,  this  mortal  frame : 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying^ 
Oh  tho  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


Cease  fond  nature, 
And  let  me  languish  into 


thy  { 
Ufe. 


2  Hark  !  they  whisper .  angels  say, 
Sister  spirit,  come  away  : 

What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? 

Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight? 
Drowns* my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  t 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes :  it  disappears  ' 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes !  my  ears 

With  sounds  leraphic  ring  ! 
Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount !  I  fly 
Oh  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
Oh  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

Hymn  262.     CM. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 

My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  sky  ; 

Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 
Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 

My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  life  itself  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  best  passions  move  ; 

Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  Voice, 
Aa  thy  forgiving  love. 


304  .      ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

5  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast, 
Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 

As  when  this  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

6  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 

Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray,    • 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Hymn  263.     C.  M. 

1  The  morning  fresh,  the  sun  in  east, 

Now  gilds  the  rising  day :   » 
The  lark  forsakes  her  downy  nest. 
Arise,  my  soul,  and  pray. 

2  When  faith  presents  the  Saviour's  de&U^ 
And  whispers  it  is  mine  ; 

Sweetly  my  rising  hours  advance, 
And  peaceful  they  decline. 

3  When  such  my  views,  the  radiant  sun 
Sheds  a  more  sprightly  ray  ; 

All  nature  smiles,  each  object  charms — 
I'll  sing  my  cares  away. 

4  Make  haste,  my  days,  and  reach  the  gon). 
And  bring  me  home  to  rest ; 

To  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast. 

Hymn  264.     P.  M. 
1  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love. 

His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 
And  join  with  the  armies  above. 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine. 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ  j 


ADDITIONAL,  HlfMNS.  305 

To  feel  thern  incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 

To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell : 

To  shiu'C  with  the  angels  of  light ; 
With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing  ; 

T)  view,  with  eternal  delight. 
My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  king. 

3  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns. 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey  ; 

Your  pomps  axe  but  shadows  and  sounds 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away  : 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows. 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 
My  joy  everlasting  now  flows, 

My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 

Hymn  230.     L.M.. 

1  Though  m  the  outward  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow ; 
Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop. 

And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up  : 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there ; 
To  recollect  their  stations  here. 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew, 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew  .'' 

3  Oh !  this  will  aggravate  their  case. 
They  perish'd  under  means  of  grace ; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  mith 
Becaxue  an  instrument  of  death. 


sue  ADDITIONAL  HYMKS 

4  W    aeem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Stran^rs  might  think  we  all  were  wheat ; 
But  lo  the  Lord's  all  searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  The  tares  are  spared  for  various  ends ; 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends ; 
Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will, 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

6  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  ovra, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

7  Most  awful  thought !  and  is  it  so  ^ 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me,  for  that  harvest,  Lord  prepare. 

Hymn  266.     P.M. 

1  Pure  and  holy  is  the  source, 
Whence  thy  stream,  oh  Zion,  rose. 

See  majestic  in  its  course, 

Regions  vast  it  overflows, 
FertiUzing  like  the  Nile, 
Barren  continent  and  isle. 

2  Angel  ministers  attend — 

On  its  flow'ry  margms  meet — 
Heavenly  choral  anthems  blend, 

(Music  ravisliingly  sweet,) 
With  a  Saviour's  voice  divine, 
Turning  all  its  floods  to  wine. 

3  Ho,  ye  thirsty,  gather  round, 
Driiik  your  everlastiaa  fill  •' 


ADDITIOXAT.  MYMKB.  307 

Hear  the  gospel  tidings  sound — 

"  Peace  on  earth,  to  men  good  toiU'*^ 
Yet  unbroken  is  the  strain, 
Heard  upon  the  shepherd's  plain. 

4  Christ,  the  Bishop  of  our  souls, 
Open  will  the  cliannel  keep  j 

Free  the  tide  of  mercy  rolls. 

As  the  billows  of  the  deep  ; 
Broad  and  copious  us  the  wave, 
In  the  mission  that  he  gave  : 

5  "  Every  creature  go  and  teach. 
You  I  send  as  1  am  sent, 

Wide  ordain'd  my  word  to  preach, 

Calling  millions  to  repent — 
This  uninterrupted  line 
Shall  be  endless — is  divine." 

6  Lo  the  Church  of  Christ  appeariJ 
Fair  in  lustre  as  the  meon ! 

Brighter,  from  the  night  of  years, 

Than  the  cloudless  sun  at  noon— 
Terribly  she  moves  along. 
As  an  army -banner 'd  throng  ! 

7  Life  dispensing  as  she  goes, 
Glory  beaming  from  her  face, 

Conqu'ring  her  rebellious  foes, 

By  the  power  of  boundless  grace- 
By  the  Spirit's  two  edg'd  sword — 
Through  the  might  of  Christ  our  Lord. 

Hvmn267.    P.m. 

Yb  who  know  your  sins  forgivenj 
And  are  happy  in  the  Lord, 


308  ADDITIONAL  HTMlfS. 

Have  ^ou  read  the  gracious  promu!)e, 

Which  is  left  upon  record ; 
"  I  will  sprinkle  you  with  water, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin, 
Sanctify  and  make  you  holy, 

I  will  dwell  and  reign  within." 

2  Though  you  have  much  peace  and  comfort 
Greater  things  you  yet  may  find. 

Freedom  from  unholy  tempers, 

Freedom  from  the  carnal  mind. 
To  procure  your  perfect  freedom, 

Jesus  sufFer'd,  groan'd,  and  died  ; 
On  the  cross  the  healing  fountain 

Gushed  from  his  wounded  side. 

3  Oh  ye  tender  babes  in  Jesus, 
Hear  your  heavenly  Father's  will, 

Claim  your  portion,  plead  his  promise, 

And  he  quickly  will  fulfil. 
Pray,  and  the  refining  fire 

Will  come  streaming  from  above, 
Now  believe  and  gain  the  blessing, 

Nothing  less  than  perfect  love. 

4  If  you  have  obtain'd  this  treasure, 
Search  and  you  shall  surely  find. 

All  the  Christian  marks  and  graces, 

Planted,  growing,  in  your  mind. 
Perfect  faith,  and  perfect  patience, 

Perfect  lowliness,  and  then, 
Perfect  hope  and  perfect  meekness, 

Perfect  love  for  God  and  man. 

5  But,  be  sure  to  ga-in  the  witness, 
^'Wch  abid^b  i>o-ii  day  and  night; 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


This  your  God  has  plainly  promised, 
This  is  like  a  stream  of  light, 

While  you  keep  the  blessed  witness, 
All  is  clear  and  calm  within  ; 

God  himself  assures  you  by  it, 
That  your  heart  is  cleansed  from  sin 

6  Be  as  holy  and  as  happy, 
And  as  useful  liere  below. 

As  it  is  your  Father's  pleasure, 

Jesus,  only  Jesus  know. 
Spread,  oh  spread  the  holy  fire, 

Tell,  oh  tell  what  God  has  done. 
Till  the  nations  are  conformed 

To  the  image  of  his  Son. 

7  Witnesses  might  be  produced 
Of  this  glorious  work  of  love, 

Paul  and  James,  and  John  and  Peter, 
Long  before  they  went  above. 

Hundreds,  thousands,  tens  of  thousand! 
Have,  and  do  and  will  appear, 

Let  me  ask  the  solemn  question. 
Has  the  Lord  a  witness  here  ? 

8  Wake  up,  brother,  wake  up,  sister, 
Seek,  oh  seek  this  holy  state, 

None  but  holy  ones  can  enter, 
Through  the  pure  celestial  gate, 

Can  you  bear  the  thought  of  losing 
All  the  joys  that  are  above  ? 

No,  my  brother,  no,  my  sister, 
God  will  perfect  you  ^n  love. 

Mav  a  mighty  sound  from  heaven, 
Suddenly  come  rushing  down. 


31'J  ADDITI05AL   HTMJCa. 

Cloven  tongues  like  as  of  fire, 

May  they  set  on  all  aro'ond. 
Oil  may  every  soul  be  filled 

With  the  Holy  Ghost  to  day, 
It  is  coming,  it  is  coming, 

Ok  prepare,  prepare  the  icay. 

Hryy  2(>S.     L.  M 

1  I  THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 
The  rain  delights  of  earth  to  share  ; 
Thy  words.  Lmmanuel.  all  forbid 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasure  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross 
First  weand  my  soul  fi-'om  earthly  thing*. 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  a^  dross 

The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  vrant  that  grace  that  s'.>rings  from  tbee. 
That  quickens  ail  things  where  it  fiows  ; 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me. 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 

4  Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown, 
No  longer  sink  below  the  brim ; 
But  overflow  and  pour  me  down 

A  living  and  life  giving  stream. 

5  For  sure,  of  aU  the  plants  that  share 
The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye, 
None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care. 
Or  yield;  hiia  meaner  fruit  thazi  I, 


ADDITIOXr^Zi    HVSXNS. 


Hymn  269.     L.  M. 

1  Since  I  the  poet's  pen  have  took, 
And  swell'd  my  notes  into  a  book ; 
Let  every  tongue,  by  art  refined. 
Mingle  its  softest  notes  with  mire. 
By  rule  I  never  learn'd  to  sing, 
Artless  my  harmony  I  bring, 

To  sooth  the  sorrows  of  my  heart, 
Let  every  songster  bear  his  part. 

CHORUS. 
In  symphony  of  softest  sound, 
A  cordial  for  the  deepest  wound  : 
The  sweetest  science  of  the  seven. 
That  swells  the  highest  notes  of  heav'n. 

2  Music  I  thou  charmer  of  my  soul, 
Hath  led  me  on  by  fond  control : 
Hath  led  my  mind  to  joys  above, 
Which  centres  in  eternal  love. 
'Twas  this  th' archangel  did  inspire, 
Our  great  Redeemer  to  admire : 
When  nature  to  existence  sprung. 
The  morning  stars  together  sung. 

3  Before  those  radiant  orbs  had  fell, 
Or  our  first  parents  did  rebel ; 

Or  sui  or  sorrow  had  a  birth 

In  heav'n  above,  or  on  this  earth : 

Music,  thou  innocent  employ, 

Wast  heightened  to  ecstatic  joy. 

In  soothing  sounds  of  melting  strains. 

Echoed  through  those  heavenly  plaina 

Hymn  270.     P.  M. 

1  CoMS  ye  that  love  my  Lord  and  Savioof, 
And  like  king  David  I  will  tell 

The  chief  of  sinners,  I've  found  favour^ 
Redcem'd  by  grace  from  dea'h  and  hell. 


312  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

2  Far  as  the  east  from  the  west  is  parted, 
So  far  my  sins  bore  his  dying  love : 

From  me  by  faith  were  separated : 
Blest  antepast  of  the  joys  above. 

3  I  late  a  stranger  from  Jesus  wjindej-'d, 
And  thought  each  dang'rous  i)oison  good, 

But  He  in  mercy  and  love  pursued  me, 
With  cries  of  his  redeeming  love. 

4  But  like  Bartimeus  I  vras  blinded, 
In  nature's  darkest  night  conceal'd; 

But  Jesus'  kindness  reijiov'd  my  blindness, 
And  then  his  pard'ning  love  reveal'd. 

5  Now  I  will  praise  Him  while  he  spares  me,      A 
And  ^^ith  his  people  sing  aloud  ;  ^ 

Tho'  hell  oppose  me,  and  sinners  mock  me, 
With  songs  of  love  I'll  praiise  my  God. 

6  By  faith  I  view  the  heav'nly  concert ; 
They  sing  aloud  their  Saviours  love : 

Oh  I  with  desire,  my  heart 's  on  fire ! 
Fain  would  I  be  {vith  Christ  above. 

7  The  glorious  day  is  fast  approaching, 
■When  Christ  in  glorious  clouds  shall  come 

With  sounding  trumpets,  and  shouting  angels. 
To  take  his  faithful  followers  home. 

8  There's  Abraham,  Isaac,  and  the  prophets, 
And  all  the  seraphs  at  God's  right  hand : 

There  saints  and  angels  join  in  concert, 
Shout  as  they  enter  the  promis'd  land. 

Hymn  271.     P.  M. 

1  Like  a  ship,  see  the  church,  through  the  ocean  she  rolls 
She 's  frejghte'd  with  grace,  and  well  mann'd  out  with  soula, 
Mid  whirlwinds  and  tempests  she  sails  through  the  world, 
MTiiie  storms  and  temptations  against  her  are  hurl'd. 

2  >*he  's  bound  from  the  world,— through  the  tempest  she 

flies; 
She  mounts  o'er  the  billows. — is  bound  for  the  skies ; 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS.  313 

(VTiile  Christ  stands  at  the  helm  no  dangers  we  fear, 
Her  Captain  and  Pilot  knows  which  way  to  steer. 

?  She  stops  not  to  anchor  in  harbours  below, 
But  o'er  life's  rough  billows  her  true  course  doth  go; 
The  highlands  of  heaven  she  still  keeps  in  view, 
[ntends  there  to  anchor,  and  there  land  her  crew 

I  While  hell  and  her  legions  around  her  doth  roar, 
I  jke  the  waves  of  the  ocean  which  break  on  the  shore  • 
She  steers  her  course  onward,  nor  heeds  the  alarm, 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel  she  smiles  at  the  storm. 

5  The  ebb-tide  of  nature  which  feeds  the  dead  sea, 
And  the  gulf  of  confusion  together  agree 

To  hinder  her  progress,  her  march  to  oppose, — 
She  spreads  forth  her  canvass  and  outsails  her  foes. 

6  She's  hated  by  worldlings,  despised  by  fools, 

Who  sail  the  black  sea  tilfthey  ship\vreck  their  souls ; 
She  kindly  imites  them  their  course  to  bewail, 
Yet  tarries  not  for  them,  but  spreads  the  more  sail. 

7  She  is  rapidly  sailing  with  strong  gales  of  love, 

And  soon  will  strike  soundings  on  the  fair  coast  above  ; 
Make  the  highlands  of  heaven,  and  enter  the  road, 
And  anchor  forever  in  the  kingdom  of  God. 

Hymn  272.     P.  M. 

1  Hail  ye  hosts  of  seraphs  bright, 

I  come  to  join  your  symphony ; 
For  ever  here  to  feel  delight. 

In  your  melodious  company. 
My  cares  have  ceased,  my  pains  are  o'er, 

1  now  have  reach'd  the  blissful  shore ; 
And  floods  of  light  begin  to  roll, 

And  burst  upon  my  ravish'd  soul 

CHORUS. 
O  sound  his  praise  ye  heav'nly  choir, 
Who  pluck'd  me  |rom  the  flaming  Arc 

2  Now  ye  fleetmg  things  of  tiro<> 
No  more  your  false  attraoUos 


ADDITIONAL    HYMXS. 

Can  move  this  peaceful  breast  of  mine. 

My  joys  are  everlasting. 
Long  I  've  witnstood  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  Jesus  was  my  glorious  shield ; 
Now  I've  got  through  the  wilderness, 
And  glory  to  my  great  High-priest. 

3  Jesus  looks  with  smiles  of  love, 
And  angels  bid  me  welcome  ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 

Reach  fonh  the  hand  of  friendship. 
My  Christian  neighbours  here  I  find, 
My  kindred  and  my  dearest  friends. 
The  song  of  Moses  now  I  jom, 
And  heaven  and  glorj* — all  are  mine. 

4  Now  I  see  my  God  and  king, 
With  grateful  admiration ; 

His  ways,  his  works,  his  name  I  '11  sinf, 

In  flaming  adoration. 
His  everlasting  beauty  shines, 
Diffusing  light  and  joy  sublime, 
To  millions  in  those  happy  chmes — 
And  heaven  and  glory  ail  are  mine. 

5  Through  the  boundless  fields  of  light, 
My  n>ind  is  left  to  ponder  ; 

I  sail  through  seas  of  glon.-  bright, 

Oh,  glorious  scenes  of  rapture ' 
Angelic  notes  in  highest  strains. 
Are  echoed  o'er  those  heav'nly  plains 
The  sacred  anthems  now  I  join. 
And  heaven  and  glory  all  are  mixe. 

Hymn  273.     P.  ^l. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  monntaina. 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
WTiere  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Run  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
^ey  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain .' 


ADDITIONAL    HYiM,vs  •' 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 

Though  every  prospect  pleases. 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  -with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone'. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
With  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Can  we  to  one  benighted 

The  lamp  oflife  deny? 
Salvation  I  Oh  salvation  I 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  leam'd  Messiah's  name ! 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

Till,  like  a  sea  of  glorj'. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  natui«, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign  I 

Hymm  274.     P.  M. 

1  Bkbold  Paul  the  pris'ner  at  Felix's  bar, 
\nd  irtm  his  example  we  learn  not  to  few ; 
No  doubt  all  assembled  expected  to  see 
The  pris'ner  stand  trembling  the  judge's  decree 

i  Bat  Paul  spake  of  Jesus,  and  faith  in  his  name ; 
Of  righteousness,  temperance,  and  judgment  to  coom  ! 
The  Lord  who  discerneth  the  thoughts  of  the  heart, 
Addressed  his  conscience,  and  pierc'd  like  a  dart. 

i  But  Felix  loY'd  darkness,  and  hated  the  light ; 
His  deeds  they  were  evil,  all  works  of  the  night: 
His  conscience  in  trouble  sought  ease  from  its  pain,-^ 
He  said,  of  this  matter  I  '11  hear  thee  agaia 


31G  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

4  O  sinner,  proud  sinner,  in  ruin's  wide  field, 
Vou  are  oft  met  by  Jesus — entreated  to  yield ; 
When  urg'd  to  repentance,  or  death  must  ensue, 
The  Devil  persuades  you  to-morrow  will  do. 

The  heart  becomes  hard,  and  the  conscience  is  sear'd  j 
Some  bait 's  then  presented  by  which  you  're  ensnar'd ; 
Again  if  exhorted  to  turn  from  your  ways, 
You  answer,  I  'm  waiting  for  God's  time  and  grace ! 

6  Of  all  hell's  devices  to  lead  souls  astray, 
This  procrastination  the  most  doth  betray . 
When  Jesus  says,  open  and  I  will  come  in, 
The  heart  says,  I  cannot,  I  '11  hear  thee  again. 

Hymn  275.     P.  M. 

1  Drooping  souls,  no  longer  grieve, 
Heaven  is  propitious ; 

If  on  Christ  you  can  believe. 

You  shall  find  him  precious. 
Jesus  he  is  passing  by. 

Calls  the  mourners  to  him; 
He  has  died  for  you  and  [, 

Now  look  up  and  view  him. 

2  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  th3  healing  lotion ; 

See  the  cousolating  tide; 

Boundless  as  the  ocean  I 
See  the  living  current  move, 

For  the  sick  and  dymg ; 
Now  resolve  to  gain  his  iove, 

Or  to  perish  crying. 

3  Grace's  store  is  always  free ; 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden, 

Jesus  calls,  "  come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy-  laden ; 
Though  your  sins  like  mountains  higtt, 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven  ; 
Soon  as  you  on  me  rely, 

All  shall  he  forgiven  " 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS  317 

4  Now  methinks  I  hear  one  say, 
"  I  will  go  and  prove  him, 

If  he  takes  my  guilt  away, 

Surely  I  shall  love  him ; 
Yes,  I  see  the  Father  smile. 

Smiling  moves  my  burden ; 
All  is  grace,  for  I  am  vile, 

Yet  he  seals  my  pardon 

5  "  Streaming  mercy  how  it  rolla ! 
Now  I  luiow  I  feel  it ; 

Half  has  never  yet  been  told, 

Still  I  want  to  tell  it ; 
Jesus'  blood  has  heal'd  my  woiind« 

O !  the  wond'rous  story. 
I  was  lost,  but  now  I  'm  found, 

Glory,  glory,  glory. 

6  "  Glory  to  my  Saviour's  name ' 
Saints,  I  know  you  love  him ; 

Sinners  you  may  do  the  same, 

Only  come  and  prove  him ; 
Hasten  to  a  Saviour's  blood, 

Feel  it  and  declare  it : 
Oh !  that  1  could  sing  so  icnd. 

All  tho  world  could  hear  it. 

7  "  If  no  greater  joys  are  known. 
In  the  upper  region, 

I  will  try  to  travel  on. 

By  this  pure  religion ; 
Heaven  now  and  heaven  then. 

Glory  here  and  yonder, 
Brightest  seraphs  shoui  amen ! 

While  the  angels  wonder '" 

Hymn  276.     C.  M. 

J  Yk  happy  souls,  whose  peacenil 

Are  free  from  pain  and  fear, 
Ye  objects  which  kind  Heav'n  designs, 

To  make  its  constant  care  -: 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

To  you  I  '11  vent  my  mournful  sigha, 

Press'd  by  my  dismal  fate ; 
O !  can  you  with  me  sympathize, 

While  I  my  case  relate  ? 

2  I  once  was  happy  in  the  Lord, 

My  soul  was  in  a  flame ; 
1  did  delight  to  hear  his  word, 

And  praise  his  holy  name. 
His  children  were  my  heart's  delight. 

I  lov'd  their  company — 
J  liv'd  by  failh,  both  day  and  nighi, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

8  But  wo  is  me,  those  joys  are  past. 

Those  blissful  scenes  are  o'er ; 
I  'm  like  a  city  quite  laid  waste, 

To  be  rebuilt  no  more. 
In  vain  1  cry,  in  vain  I  mourn, 

In  vain  1  seek  for  rest ; 
I  fear  the  dove  will  ne'er  return, 

To  my  poor,  troubled  breast. 

4  Alas !  alas !  where  shall  I  go, 
Jesus  from  me  has  gone  ; 

A  child  of  sorrow,  grief,  and  wo, 

For  evermore  undone. 
The  gospel  too,  is  hid  from  me, 

Though  often  I  do  hear 
The  law  denounces  death  on  me, 

And  thunders  out  despair. 

5  My  hope  is  fled,  and  faith  I  've  nont> 
God's  word  I  caTmot  bear : 

My  sense  and  reason  almost  gone, 
Fill'd  with  tormenting  fear : 

What  next  to  do  I  cannot  tell. 
So  keen  my  sorrows  are— 

Without  relief  I  sink  to  hell. 
To  howl  in  long  despair. 

6  The  Devil  waiting  ine  around, 
To  make  my  «hiii1  h  prev; 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS.  319 

I  wait  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 

Take,  take  the  wretch  away. 
I  linger,  pine,  I  groan  and  sigh. 

Sleep  now  has  left  mine  eyes  ; 
And  ghastly  death  seems  drawing  nigh, 

And  that  without  disguise. 

O !  that  I  was  some  bird  or  heast, 

Was  I  a  stork  or  owl, 
Some  lofty  tree  should  bear  my  nest, 

Or  through  the  desert  prowl. 
But  I  have  an  immortal  soul, 

Within  this  house  of  clay, 
That  either  must  with  deviis  howl, 

Or  dwell  in  endless  day. 

8  One  ev'ning  pensive  as  I  lay 
Alone  upon  the  ground. 

As  I  to  G\j(i  \,egan  to  pray, 

A  light  shone  all  around. 
These  words  w  th  pow'r  went  through  my  heart, 

I  've  come  U  set  you  free  ; 
Death,  hell,  nor  grave  shall  never  part 

My  Love  (my  Son)  from  thee. 

9  My  dungeon  shook,  my  chains  flew  off. 
Glory  to  God,  I  cried : 

My  soul  was  filled,  I  cried  enougti, 

For  me  the  Saviour  died. 
The  winter 's  past,  the  rain  is  gone, 

Sweet  flowers  do  appear ; 
The  morning 's  brought  a  glorious  son, 

That 's  banished  every  fear. 

10  Hail,  brightest  Prince,  eternal  Lord, 

That  left  the  blazing  throne ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thou  art  the  father's  Son. 
When  on  the  brink  of  hell  I  lay, 

Enclus'd  in  blackest  night. 
Thou,  Lord,  didst  hear  the  sinner  pray, 

And  brought  my  soul  to' light. 


320  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

11  All  you  that's  groaning  m  your  chains, 

Without  one  spark  of  hope, 
Tho'  inexpressible  A'our  pains, 

O !  still  be  looking  up. 
The  winds  may  blow,  and  storms  arise 

A  dark  and  gloomy  night ; 
The  morning  sun  will  clear  the  skies, 

With  sweet  prevailing  light. 

Hymn  277.     P.  M. 

1  Hark,  brethren,  don't  you  hear  the  sound  ? 
The  martial  trumpets  now  are  blowing ; 

Men  in  orders  list'ning  round. 
And  soldiers  to  the  standards  flowing. 

Bounty  ofler'd  joy  and  peace — 
To  every  soldier  this  is  given ; 

When  from  toils  of  war  tliey  cease, 
A  mansion  bright  prepar'd  in  heaven. 

2  Those  who  long  in  debt  have  laid, 
And  felt  the  hand  of  dire  oppression, 

All  their  debts  are  freely  paid. 

And  they  endow'd  with  large  possessions  • 
Those  who  're  sick  or  blind  or  lame, 

Their  maladies  are  also  heal'd ; 
Outlaw'd  rebels  when  they  come, 

Receive  a  pardon  freely  seal'd. 

3  The  battle  is  not  to  the  strong. 

The  burden's  on  our  Captain's  shoulder; 
None  so  aged  or  so  young, 

But  he  may  list  and  be  a  soldier. 
Those  who  cannot  fight  or  flj'. 

Beneath  hie  banner  find  protection ; 
None  who  on  hte  name  rely. 

Shall  be  reon'^-'d  to  base  subjection. 

4  You  need  not  fear,  the  cause  is  good; 
Come,  who  will  to  tte  crown  aspire  I 

In  this  cause  the  mart>TS  bled. 

Or  shouted  vict'ry  in  the  fire. 
In  this  cause  let 's  follow  on. 

And  soon  we  '11  tell  the  pleasing  story, 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS.  321 

How  by  faith  we  gain'd  the  crown. 
And  fought  our  way  to  life  and  glory. 

5  The  battle,  brethren,  is  begun  ; 
Behold  the  army  now  in  motion  I 

Some  by  faith  behold  the  crown. 
And  almost  grasp  their  future  portion. 

Hark  !  the  victors  singing  loud, 
Emanuel's  chariot  wheels  are  rumbling : 

Mourners  wseping  through  the  crowd, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  down  is  tumbling. 

6  Hark  1  ye  rebels,  come  and  list, 
The  officers  are  now  recruiting; 

Why  will  you  in  sin  persist, 
Or  spend  your  time  in  vain  disputing? 

All  your  cavil  sure  is  vain. 
For  if  you  do  not  sue  for  favout, 

Down  you  '11  sink  to  endless  pain, 
To  bear  the  wrath  of  God  for  ever. 


Hymn  2''S.     P.  M. 

1  Precious  soul,  wlile  Jesus  calls  thee. 
Rise  and  follow  (lis  command ; 

Rise  and  leave  your  sin  and  folly ; 

Flee  to  Christ,  the  sinners  friend. 
Hear  his  heralds  loudly  sounding 

Free  salvation  in  his  name — 
I'ard'ning  grace  and  love  abounding, 

Through  the  merits  of  the  Lamb. 

2  See  the  vernal  bloom  appearing  ! 
Heavenly  spring  is  drawing  near ; 

Carnal  souls  the  tidings  hearing ; 

On  them  fruits  of  grace  appear  I 
Some,  who  bold  in  persecution, 

Once  despis'd  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Now  through  grace  obtain  snlvation— 

Love  and  praise  a  pard'ning  God 

3  Crentle  breezes  fan  the  garden ; 
Lo !  the  spices  sweetly  flow ; 


ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

Old  professors  almost  harden'd, 
Precious  fruits  of  grace  do  show. 

Every  pow'r  is  in  exertion  ,-^^e^ . 

To  extol  the  Saviour's  name ;  ^^P^ 

Almost  like  a  new  conversion,  ^^ 

Love  has  set  their  hearts  on  flame. 

4  Jarring  discord,  disputation. 
Hide  their  black,  detested  face : 

Love  without  dissimulation 
Marks  the  subjects  of  free  grace. 

Now  for  forms  no  more  contending, 
Love  and  peace  alone  we  see ; 

Precious  souls  in  Jesus  blending, 
Join  in  love  and  sympathy. 

5  Sinners  through  the  camp  are  falling, 
Deep  distress  their  souls  pervade ; 

Wond'ring  why  they  arp  not  rolling 

In  the  dark,  infernal  shade. 
Grace  and  mercy  long  neglected, 

Now  they  ardently  implore : 
In  an  hour  when  least  expected, 

Jesus  bids  them  weep  no  more. 

6  Hear  them  then  their  God  extolling, 
Tell  the  wonders  he  has  done ! 

WTiile  they  rise,  see  others  falling ! 

Light  into  their  hearts  hath  shone 
Prayer,  and  praise,  and  exhortation, 

Blend  in  one  perpetual  sound  : 
Music  sweet  beyond  expression. 

To  rejoicing  saints  around. 

7  Some,  alas,  are  still  despising, 
Though  professing  Jesus'  name  ' 

Envy  in  their  hearts  is  raising, 
Fain  they  'd  quench  the  holy  flame 

Give  them,  Lord,  a  full  possession, 
Give  them.  Lord,  a  lot  of  love  I 

By  glorious  new  creation, 
Fit  them  for  the  realms  abova 


AUUITIONAL   HYMNS.  323 

Hymn  279.     P.  M. 

1  Hark  '  the  jubilee  is  sounding 
O!  the  joyful  news  is  come ! 

Free  salvation  is  proclaimed 

In  and  through  God's  only  Son. 
Now  we  have  an  invitation 
To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lamb: 
Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, — 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

2  Come,  dear  friends,  and  do  n't  neglect  It, 
Come  to  .Jesus  in  your  prime ; 

Great  salvation — do  n't  reject  it, 

O!  receive  it — now's  your  time; 
Now  the  Saviour  is  beginning 

To  revive  his  work  again : 
Glory,  honour,  &c. 

3  Now  let  each  one  cease  from  sinning, 
Come  and  follow  Christ,  the  way; 

Wfl  shall  all  receive  a  blessing. 

If  from  Him  we  do  not  stray; 
Golden  moments  we  've  neglected, 

0 1  the  time  we  've  spent  in  vain ! 
Glory,  honour,  &c. 

4  Come,  let 's  run  our  race  with  patience, 
Looking  unto  Christ  the  Lord, 

Who  doth  live  and  reign  for  ever, 

With  his  father,  and  our  God ; 
He  is  worthy  to  be  praised. 

He  is  our  exalted  king 
Glory,  honour,  <fcc. 

5  Come,  dear  children,  praise  your  JesQ% 
Praise  Him,  praise  Him  evermore : 

May  His  great  love  now  constram  as, 

His  greater  Name  for  to  adore : 
O I  then  let  us  join  together, 

Crowns  of  glory  to  obtain. 
Glorj',  honour,  &c 


3, 


324  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

Hymn  280.     P.  M. 

1  Ye  soldiers  of  Jesus,  pray  stand  at  your  arms. 
Prepare  for  the  battle,  the  gospel  alarms ; 

The  trumpets  are  sounding,  come,  soldiers,  and  see. 
The  standard  and  colours  of  sweet  liberty. 

2  Though  Satan's  black  trumpet  is  sounding  so  near, 
Take  courage,  brave  soldiers,  his  armies  we  dare ; 

In  the  strength  of  King  Jesus  we  dare  him  to  fight, 
We  'U  put  his  black  armies  of  aliens  to  flight 

3  In  the  mount  of  salvation,  in  Christ's  armory, 
There's  swords,  shields,  and  breastplates,  and  helmeU 

for  thee ; 
Be  not  faint-hearted,  though  he  roars  like  a  fiood. 
He'll  not  stand  before  the  bright  armies  of  God. 

4  To  battle,  to  battle,  the  trumpets  do  sound, 
The  watchmen  are  crjing  fair  Zion  around ; 

The  signal  for  vict'ry ;  hark  !  hark  !  from  the  skies, 
Shout,  shout,  ye  brave  armies  loud  the  watchmen  cries. 

5  As  the  great  Goliah— Apollyon  shall  fall ; 

With  the  sword  of  the  spirit  we  "11  conquer  them  all , 

We'll  leave  no  opposer  alive  in  the  field : 

By  the  strength  of  Jehovah  we  '11  force  them  to  yield. 

6  Through  Jesus  our  wisdom  we  '11  baffle  his  rage, 
My  heart  beats  for  conquest ;  come,  soldiers,  engage ; 
The  trumpets  are  soundmg,  the  armies  appear, 

We  '11  not  leave  one  standing  from  front  to  the  rear 

7  King  Jesus  a  riding  the  white  horse  before, 
The  watchmen  close  after,  the  trumpets  do  roar ; 
Some  shouting,  some  singing,  salvation  they  cry. 
In  the  strength  of  Kiv<r  .lesus,  all  hell  we  defy. 

8  Fair  Zion 's  a  shouting  to  her  conquering  King, 
Salvation  to  Jesus  the  armies  do  sing ; 
Apollyon  we'v(»  "onqner'd  and  sunk^in  the  flood, 
Wuo,  svnocan  withstand  the  bright  armies  of  GodT 

9  Behold  all  the  armies  are  now  marching  home ; 
God's  trumpet  is  sounding,  and  bids  them  to  come; 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS..  ,       325 

All  Zion's  fair  annies  together  do  meet, 
And  lay  down  their  armour  at  Jesus's  feet 

10  The  angelic  army  with  Zion  combines, 
In  robes  of  bright  glorj'  etemally  shines, 

AJl  shouting  and  singing  on  Canaan's  bright  shore, 
Where  -wars  and  commotions  can  reach  us  no  more. 

11  Cheer  up,  ye  dear  pilgrims,  the  time's  drawing  nigh. 
When  we  shall  meet  Jesus'  bright  host  in  the  sky ; 
Our  friends  and  relations  in  Jesus  so  dear, 

Both  preachers  and  people,  shall  then  meet  us  there. 

12  We  '11  join  the  bright  harpers  In  anthems  divine, 
Whose  crowns  with  bright  diamonds  the  sun  shall  out 

shine; 
To  the  praise  of  King  Jesus  we  '11  time  our  harp  then. 
Salvation  and  glory  to  Jesus,  Amen. 


Hymn  281.     P.M. 

1  Hark,  brethren  dear,  the  Lord  is  near- 
We  hear  his  children's  voices ; 

Sweet  streams  of  love  f  jw  from  above  ; 

Hear  how  their  souls  rejoices  I 
Their  Saviour'  i  come;  '  heir  hearts  make 

Their  souls  are  £ill  on  fire ; 
The  sacred  flame  removes  all  shame, 

WTiile  they  their  Lord  admire. 

2  The  glorious  sound  rings  all  around; 
The  babes  in  Christ  are  praising ; 

Con^^ction  deep  makes  mourners  weep — 
Hark !  how  the  shout  is  raising. 

What  music  this  ?  'T  is  more  than  bliss 
To  each  sincere  beholder ; 

With  holy  fear  we  stand  and  hear, 
And  in  the  cause  grow  bolder. 

3  Like  limes  of  old,  it  can't  be  told. 
The  noise  of  joy  from  weeping  ; 

The  Lord  has  pass'd,  a  look  has  cast 
On  siimers  who  were  sleeping 


326  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

Hell  trembles  now — her  pillars  bow: 
Let  Christians  be  engaged  !  ^ 

For  Satan 's  near — his  friends  appear;  " 
See  how  they  are  engaged  I 

4  To  formal  souls  that  are  dead  and  cold. 
This  seems  like  a  delusion : 

And  thus  they  say,  How  can  we  pray 

Amid  this  sore  confusion  1 
They  stand  and  gaze  in  deep  amaze ; 

Unto  this  work  they  're  strangers : 
The  reas'ning  fiend  draws  off  their  rnind, 

And  hides  from  them  their  danger. 

5  Wyi  you  oppose  and  weaken  those 
Who  are  but  young  professors  ? 

Think  on  the  days  when  you  could  praise, 
When  first  you  were  possessors. 

You  've  lost  your  love  ;  you  plainly  prove 
You  've  neither  life  nor  power ; 

Or  else  those  cries  which  pierce  the  skies, 
Could  not  your  peace  devour. 

6  But  lift  your  mind— the  Lord  is  kind ; 
Let  prayer  ascend  to  heaven : 

May  Christ  in  love  come  from  above, 
And  speak  your  sins  forgiven. 

You  've  tum'd  aside  and  wander'd  wide, 
O I  may  you  be  reclaimed : 

And  cease  t' oppose  the  work  of  those. 
Whose  souls  with  love  inflamed. 

7  Sinners,  alarm'd,  lay  down  your  arms, 
And  cease  from  persecution  : 

Saints,  watch  and  pray,  both  night  and  day. 
And  guard  against  delusion.  • 

Mourners,  arise,  lift  up  your  eyes. 
And  struggle  for  the  blessing : 

Backsliders,  turn,  or  you  must  bum 
Iq  torments  never  ceasing. 


I 


ADDITIONAL    HYMNS.  327 

Hymn  282.     P.  M. 

1  I  i  M  on  my  way  to  heaven ; 
My  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 

Ilow  thankful,  thankful,  thankftil  am  I ; 

Down  from  ihe  holy  city, 

The  Lord  did  look  in  pity, 
And  mercy,  mercy,  he  sent  from  the  sky, 

My  burihen  for  to  lighten, 

My  evidence  to  brighten. 
And  to  reveal  his  love  to  me. 

And  thus  my  joys  to  heighten : 
Should  earth  and  hell  against  me  join, 

My  soul  they  cannot  frighten, 
For  Jesus,  Jesus,  I  find  him  my  friend. 

2  O !  what  a  loving  Saviour  I 
How  ready  to  show  favour, 

To  sinners,  like  me,  who  have  stray'd  from  their  God 

I,  like  a  wretched  scoffer, 

Refused  every  offer, 
But  still  he  pursu'd  with  the  cries  of  his  blood. 

The  law  it  did  arrest  me. 

My  nature  it  oppress'd  me. 
And  all  the  sins  that  I  had  done, 

They  sorely  did  distress  me : 
But  when  the  good  Physician  came, 

He  heal'd  my  soul  and  blessed  me ; 
Then  Jesus,  Jesus,  I  found,  was  my  friend. 

3  Not  all  this  world's  gay  pleasure 
Affords  such  lasting  treasure. 

As  Jesus'  love  when  we  feel  it  to  flow ; 

Until  our  body 's  risen. 

We  '11  fear  no  bonds  or  prison, 
For  Jesus  looks  down  and  he  guards  us  below ; 

Our  Jesus  he  doth  arm  us, 

His  spirit  it  doth  warm  us". 
And  if  to  Jesus  we  p.  ove  true 

No  enemy  can  harm  us  ; 
Should  death  invade  our  mortal  frame, 

This  never  can  alarm  us, 
Fo  Jesus,  Jesus,  we  find  him  our  friend 


328  ADDITIONAL    HYMNS. 

4  T  am  happy  now  in  seeing 

So  many  sinners  fleeing 

To  .Teaus  whose  ways  are  all  pleasure  and  peaoe, 

Alone  I  shall  not  travel, 

In  spite  of  men  or  devil, 
For  daily  I  see  their  numbers  increasing^ 

And  Jesus  is  now  pleading, 

His  spirit's  interceding, 
His  ministers  are  going  to  preach, 

His  kingdom  they  are  spreading; 
They  crj-  to  all,  both  great  and  small, 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  wedding. 
For  Jesus,  Jesus  is  our  dearest  friend. 

Hymn  283.     P.  M. 

1  What  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear 
Methinks  it 's  Jubal's  trumps  I  hear, 

Long  look'd  for,  now  is  come — 
It  shakes  the  heavens,  earth,  and  sea. 
Troclaims  the  year  of  Jubilee; 

Return,  ye  exiles,  home 

2  Behold  the  new  Jerusalem, 
Illuminated  by  the  Lamb, 

In  giory  doth  appear — 
Fair  Zion  rising  from  the  tombs, 
To  meet  the  bridegroom  now  he  comefl, 

And  hails  the  Jubile  year. 

3  King  Jesus  takes  her  in  his  arms; 
Transported  with  his  lovely  charms, 

She  thus  begins  to  sing — 
"  The  howling  winter 's  gone  and  past, 
The  smiling  season  's  come  at  last ; 

Behold  the  rosy  spring." 

4  As  lark  and  linnet  gladly  sing. 
While  hills  and  valleys  round  them  ring, 

'Scap'd  from  the  fowler's  snare; 
One  thousand  years  she  here  shall  dwell, 
And  sing  while  Satan  's  chain'd  in  hell, 

WTiich  ends  the  Jubile  year. 


ADDITIONAL   HYMNS.  329 

5  The  dragon  is  let  loose  once  more , 
All  round  the  earth  his  trumpets  roar 

And  is  for  war  again— 
But  he  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
Drives  Satan  and  his  armies  down 

To  plough  the  fiery  main. 

6  The  seventh  trumpet  we  shall  hear ; 
The  great  white  throne  shall  then  appear, 

Ten  thousand  angels  round. 
Jehovah  turns  the  moon  to  blood. 
Blows  out  the  sun,  consumes  ttie  flood. 

And  bums  the  solid  ground. 

7  Arise,  ye  nations,  and  come  forth. 
From  east  and  west,  from  south  and  north, 

Behold  the  Judge  is  come. 
What  horror  strikes  each  guilty  breast, 
Compell'd  to  stand  the  solemn  test. 

And  hear  their  final  doom. 

8  Depart,  ye  cursed,  down  to  hell ! 
With  howling  fiends  for  ever  dwell  ! 

No  more  to  see  my  face. 
My  gospel  calls  you  have  withstood, 
And  trampled  on  my  precious  blood, 

And  lai^h'd  at  offer'd  grace. 

9  See  parents  and  their  children  part. 
Some  shout  for  joy— some  bleed  at  heart, 

Never  to  meet  again. 
In  fier^'  chariots  Zion  flies. 
And  quickly  gains  the  upper  skies 

On  Canaan's  dazzling  plain. 

10  My  soul  is  struggling  to  be  there ; 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air. 

To  trace  the  heav'nly  road. 
Adieu,  adieu,  all  earthly  things : 
3 !  that  I  had  some  angel's  wings, 

I  'd  quickly  see  my  God. 


ADP..T10NAL    HYMNS. 

Hybin  284.     L.  M. 

1  Ye  saints  of  God,  come  hear  me  td 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel ; 

How  He  doth  send  his  truth  abroad, 
To  bring  lost  sinners  home  to  God. 
lie  sends  his  word  of  power  divino. 
And  searches  out  the  inmost  mind , 
Exposes  sin  most  clear  to  view, 
And  tells  the  sinner  what  to  do ; 
Namely,  repent,  and  turn  to  God, 
And  thereby  shun  his  vengeful  rod. 

2  I  was  much  ])lagu'd  with  outward  sin 
But  more  with  that  which  dwelt  within, 
Which  always  barr'd  my  Saviour  out, 
And  kept  me  in  distress  and  doubt ; 
But  all  my  sins  are  driven  away 

By  the  pure  Lght  of  gospel  day ; 
It  shines  so  clear,  I  must  believe 
That  I  do  in  my  Saviour  live 
A  life  of  love,  a  heaven  below; 
I  've  not  a  doubt,  I  feel  it  so. 

3  Come,  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me, 
For  Jesus  Christ  has  made  me  free 
From  that  which  did  defile  my  heart, 
And  made  me  from  my  God  depart. 
When  1  by.  faith  embraced  him. 

He  fiU'd  my  soul  up  to  the  brim 
With  streams  of  joy  and  love  divine, 
Which  proves  the  promises  are  mine  ; 
What  holy  joy,  what  heavenly  bliss, 
To  feast  upon  his  promises. 

4  Come,  b-ethren  dear,  whose  joys  abound, 
To  hear  the  glorious  gospel  sound ; 
Cheer  up  your  hearts,  in  faith  believe 

And  glory  soon  you  shall  .eceive : 
Although  your  race  is  not  yet  run. 
You  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begun  * 
Then  let  us  raise  a  holy  song, 
And  praise  Him  as  we  pass  along 
To  joys  above  where  we  shall  be 
Happy  through  all  eternity. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS,  331 

Hymn  285.     P.  M. 

J  On  tbohigh  cliffs  of  Jordan  with  pleasure  I  stanil, 
And  view  in  bright  prospect  the  fair  promised  land; 
The  land  where  the  ransomed  with  sin  slug  shall  come. 
To  dwell  in  the  kingdom  prepared  as  their  home. 

There  rivers  most  peaceful  eternally  glide, 
And  groves,  rich  with  verdure,  grow  up  by  their  side; 
There  hosts  of  bright  spirits  angelic  become, 
f  n  that  heavenly  kingdom  of  glory,  their  home. 

3  Tis  there  all  the  nations  redeemed  by  the  Lamb, 
In  circles  most  lovely  his  praises  proclaim  : 
Through  scenes  of  aiflliction  those  worthies  have  come, 
To  rest  in  the  kingdom  of  glory,  their  home. 

4  All  over  those  peaceful,  delectable  plains, 
The  Lord  our  Redeemer  triumphantly  reigns ; 
His  sceptre  of  empire  with  grandeur  resumes, 
And  kindly  he  welcomes  his  followers  home. 

5  How  happy  those  beautiful  realms  of  repose, 
Whence  splendid  and  pure  immortality  rose ; 
The  regions  ambrosial  in  infinite  bloom, 

"  The  kingdom  of  heaven,"  the  Christian's  home. 

6  The  pleasures  of  glory,  O  when  shall  I  share, 
And  crowns  of  celestial  felicity  wear  ? 

Those  landscapes  to  range  undisturb'd  with  a  sigh, 
The  home  of  my  fathers,  God's  palace  on  high.        [J.  K. 

Hymn  286.     P.  M. 

1  How  painfully  pleasing  the  fbnd  recollection, 

Of  youthful  connexions  and  innocent  'oy ; 
When  bless'd  with  parental  advice  and  affection. 

Surrounded  with  mercy  and  peace  from  on  high 
f  still  view  the  chairs  of  my  father  and  mother, 

The  .seats  of  their  offspring  as  ranged  on  each  hand, 
And  that  richest  of  books,  which  excels  every  other. 

The  family  Bib'  f  ihat  lay  on  the  stand. 

CHORUS. 

The  old  fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible  . 
The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand 


333  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

2  The  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us  delight,; 
While  the  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 

For  mercy  by  day  and  for  safety  at  night. 
Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving,  with  harmony  SLwellin^, 

All  warm  from  the  hearts  of  the  family  band, 
Half  rais'd  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling 

Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand.    [S.  D.  P 

i  Blest  Bible !  the  light  and  the  guide  of  the  stranger. 

With  thee  I  seem  circled  by  parents  and  friends  ; 
Thy  kind  adiiir;onitions  shall  guard  me  from,  danger, 

On  thee  my  last  lingering  hope  now  depends  ! 
Hope  wakeps  to  vigour,  and  brightens  to  glory, 

I'll  hasten  and  flee  to  the  promised  land. 
For  refuge  lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  before  me, 

Reveal'd  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand.  [S.  I 

4  Tliough  age  and  misfortune  press  hard  on  my  feelings, 

I'll  fly  to  the  Bible,  and  trust  in  the  Lord  ; 
Though  darkness  should  cover  his  merciful  dealings, 

.My  soul  is  still  cheered  by  his  heavenly  word. 
And  now  from  things  earthly  my'soul  is  removing, 

I  soon  shall  shout  glory  with  heaven's  bright  band  ; 
In  raptures  of  joy  be  for  ever  adoring 

The  God  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand  !         [A.  S. 
6  My  parents,  though  dear,  are  safe  landed  in  glory, 

Escaped  to  the  mansions  of  heavenly  rest ; 
Where  seraphs  and  angels  repeat  the  glad  story 

Of  Jesus's  mercy  to  sinners  confess'd; 
They  range  the  bless'd  fields  on  the  bartks  of  the  river 

Surveying,  the  breadth  of  Emmanuel's  land ; 
They  love  him  and  praise  him  for  ever  and  ever, 

For  giving  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand.  [Q.  C. 

Hymn  387.     C.  M. 

1  There  is  a  stream  which  issues  forth 

From  God's  eternal  throne. 
And  from  the  Lamb,  a  living  stream, 

Clear  as  the  crystal  stone  '. 
This  stream  doth  water  paradise, 

It  makes  the  angels  sing. 
One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart, 

Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  335 

3  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 
Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay^ 

All  is  solitude  and  gloom, — 
Who  hath  taken  him  away  ? 

Christ  is  risen  ;  he  meets  our  eyes; 

Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

:  Hymn  291.     C.  M. 

1  From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, 
A  long  reiterated  cry : 

My  Saviour  !  every  mournftil  word 
Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  deep  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  the  Immaculafe,  the  Just ; 
Tlie  con gregat^ hosts  of  hell 
Combined  to  shake  thy^filx^^i  met. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 
These  thou  coiild'st  bear,  and  not  repine ; 

But  when  Jehovah  veil'd  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  her  silence  brea^i ; 
Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky ; 

Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake ! 
He  died,  that  w«  aau  never  die ! 


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5  Lord,  on  thy  cKflHRx  my  eve ; 

If  e'er  I  slight  nSff^e  co.Urol,    , 
O  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry 

Melt  and  reclaim  mywduJcring  i 

Hymn  393.     P.  M* 

1  When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
God  descend  in  majesty, 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

1  When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb," 
At  the  too  jp&n^wrting  light. 
Darkness  rpshf^  o'er  my  s^ght. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep,  and  gaze  my  soul  away ; 
Thou  art  heav'n  on  earth  to  me. 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary ! 

Hymn  294.     C.  M. 

1  Blessed  be  thy  name  for  ever. 
Thou  of  life  the  guard  and  giver ; 

Thou  canst  guard  thy  creatures  sleeping , 

Heal  the  heart  long  broke  with  weepuig. 

Go''  of  stillness  and  of  motion, 

Of  the  desert  and  the  ocean. 

Of  the  mountain,  rock,  and  river, 

Blessed  be  thy  name  for  ever. 

2  Thou  who  slumberest  not.  nor  sleepeet 
Blest  are  they  thou  kindly  keepest ; 

God  of  evening's  parting  ray. 

Of  midaight's  gloom,  and  dawning  day, 

That  rises  from  the  azure  sea, 

Like  breathings  of  eternity ; 

God  of  life !  that  fade  shall  never, 

Blessed  be  thy  name  for  over ! 

Hymn  295.     P.  M. 

1  My  God    thy  boundless  love  we  praise 
How  bright  on  hi-.'h  its  glories  blaze — 

How  .sweetly  bloom  below . 
It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne , 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run. 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow 

2  'Tis  love  that  gilds  the  vernal  ray — 
Adorns  the  flnw'ry  robe  of  May — 

Perfumes  the  breathing  gale : 
'Tis  love  that  loads  the  plenteous  plain, 
With  blushing  fruits  and  golden  irrain, 

And  smiles  o'er  every  vale. 


INDEX.  345 

Page 

f  ^rd  what  is  man!  extremes  how  wde '2 

iSfewarm  souls,  the  foe  grows  stronger 

Man,  at  his  first  creation,  in  Eden  God  did  place  . ...  289 

ATercv'  oh  thou  Son  of  David ■...-• 239 

M/Sethren,  from  my  heart  beloved. ........ . •  ■  •  •; ;  f^ 

My  Captain  sounds  th'  alarm  of  war  ■  •  • -^  -^    

My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  m>  years ^^ 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  ■  •■•:■••  ■ ; ' ' "       90 

Siy  Spouse  !  in  whose  presence  I  live l ....  132 

My  soul  doth  in  Jesus  rejoice  • j^2 

My  soul,  on  wings  of  ardour  rise 

50 

Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go  ...._•  •• jj3 

Now  in  a  song  of  grateml  praise 

..281 

Oft  as  the  leper's  case  I  read ••  g^ 

Oh  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love-  --^  ■■■  ••"•••  gg 

Oh  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God ■   ^^^ 

Oh  how  sweet  it  is  to  me  ... .     •  • .  •  •  • g- 

Oh  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit  -^ .  •  • ^ 

6h  tSus  my  Saviour !  I  know  thou  art  mine - 

Oh  .esus.  the  donor  of  all  we  enjoy ••■■•;  -^ 

Oh  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil • jc,^  \ 

<^h  ■■  nat  I  had  some  humble  place  ■••••;••• "  *  •  „v.t  'vS    ' 

oS  -SSu  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight .  •  •     M 

Oh  chou,  by  long  experience  tried •   .,g^ 

Oh  when  shall  1  see  Jesus •  •  ■■■■  ■  213 

Oh  where  are  the  men  with  virtue  endow  d ^1 J 

Oh  who  will  come  and  go  with  me g^ 

Oh  why  should  unbelief _  _     gg 

Oh  wondrous  love  of  Jesus 27 

Ou  the  brink  of  Aery  rum.  .^. •  •  •  •  •  •  •  ■  ••  • ; • ; ; ' / ;        g^-Q 

Once  more  the  cheering  beams  of  day . . .  2?5 

One  night,  as  I  lay  rnusmg. •..-••• _     _     69 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ■  . .  503 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit ■  • 

.      ^   ,                              ,.,..  211 

People  of  the  living  God  • . .  •   • .  •  •  •  •  • 278 

Poor  sinners  1  Uttle  do  they  think ....  321 

Precious  soul,  while  Jesus  calls  thee  ..■.-••'  •  ^ j 

Prepare  a  thankful  soog 


346  imkx. 

Press'd  my  soul  with  future  prospect • 242 

Pure  and  holy  is  the  source 306 

Rejoice,  my  friends,  the  Lord  is  King 117 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 140 

Salvation  to  Jesus,  lie 's  Zion's  bright  King 99 

Salvation !  what  a  glorious  plan 121 

Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit 79 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 51 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour '.  saw  ye  my  Saviour 45 

See  th' etemalJudge  descending 248 

See  the  gloomy  gath'ring  cloud 147 

See  how  the  Scriptures  are  ful  filling 14 

Show  me  the  souls  to  doubt  exposed 68 

Since  I  the  poet's  pen  have  took 311 

Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's  call 8 

Siimer,  art  thou  still  secure 9 

Sitting  by  the  streams  that  glide 202 

Some;im''s  a  light  surprises 274 

FM p.  po'.  sinner!  stop  and  think 5 

~ •  n  ■■- , hii  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies 36 

r^  jet  rivers  of  redeeming  love 172, 

Tempted,  tossed,  troubled  spirit 170 

Tht  voice  of  free  gi  ace 126 

Tlie  trump  of  the  gospel  resounds  through  the  land. .  143 

The  sacred  tie-s  of  friendship ^ 205 

Tlie  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 167 

'J'l'e  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high 157 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord 159 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 151 

Tiie  Lord  is  the  foun,tain  of  goodness  and  love 104 

The  Lord  into^his  garden's  come 105 

The  trumpet  of  God 273 

The  final  tntmp  we  soon  shall  hear- 244 

Th^  Christians  of  eld,  united  in  one 212 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 280 

she  great  Redeemer  rose 886 

-  morning  fresh,  the  sun  in  east • .  304 

•  wc  aSare,  Eternal  Word 44 

r  J  was  a  man  in  ancient  times 19